"Lord Xia, what should we do?"
Elder Cecil looked at Xia Ping, wanting to know what Xia Ping thought of the situation.
"No need to rush. Send soldiers to stop soldiers, use earth to dam water."
Xia Ping spoke calmly. He could sense that this insect army was not overly powerful—there were merely three Early Ancient Saints and nine Immortal Saints. He could still handle them.
If the enemy had even one Middle Ancient Saint, he would turn tail and run at once. But under the present circumstances, there was no need for that. He had more than enough strength to fight the insect army to the bitter end.
"But they have three Early Ancient Saints who have comprehended the laws of space. Their strength is no trifling matter."
Cecil said worriedly.
"That is nothing to worry about. You will take the initiative later and entangle those three Early Ancient Saints. As long as you delay them for a moment and distract them, I naturally have a way to catch them all in one net."
Xia Ping said confidently.
"So that's how it is. If Lord Xia is confident, then naturally we shall accompany you to the end." Upon hearing this, Elder Cecil finally made up his mind.
He could tell that Xia Ping was not putting on a brave front, nor was there any need for him to do so. He seemed to possess absolute confidence.
Had an ordinary Immortal Saint said such things, he would have dismissed it as nonsense. But this mysterious human who had formed a contract with the World Tree? Cecil believed him without the slightest doubt.
Even the great existence that was the World Tree had entered into a contract with this human. Such a thing had never happened since time immemorial. If someone