The Three Armies Gaze at the Walls, Their Hearts Already Faltering; Iron Walls and Copper Gates Cannot Be Climbed

Beimingzi felt awkward under their stares. He had threatened to go fetch reinforcements and make Zhao Cheng pay for it.

Now, though, he had come to join Zhao Cheng's side and assist him. Although he was acting on Master Tongtian's orders, he still found it hard to explain himself in front of his junior brothers.

Fortunately, Yunxiao seemed to understand his embarrassment and spoke first. "Uncles, there's more to this matter than meets the eye. For now, we should make preparations to deal with the Yan army."

The old Daoists looked at the steel cannons atop the city walls, then at the Blood-Clad Army standing ready for battle, and finally at the towering, sturdy walls, solid as mountains. They couldn't help scratching their heads.

With a mighty city like this standing in their way, would anyone even need them to step in?

Yunxiao seemed to see what they were thinking. "Yan's attack this time probably won't be like an ordinary secular war. It won't be simple. Uncles, we'd best be cautious."

She knew that if her master, Master Tongtian, had given her the True Spirit Pearl at this point to restore her memories, then the struggle between the Jie Sect and Chan Sect had most likely begun.

Since Zhao Cheng had already disrupted the Chan Sect's plans, there was no reason for them to stand by and do nothing. The Chan Sect might well interfere this time, so they naturally had to take this seriously.

For some reason, the old Daoists all felt that Yunxiao had changed greatly from before whenever they looked at her now.

She seemed to carry an air of authority.

Every word she spoke made them instinctively want to obey.

She hadn't even given them a reason, yet they felt she must have her reasons.

So