Chen An naturally had no idea about what had happened a million li away.
Nor did he know that because he had slain Bloodslaughter Demon Emperor's avatar, Demon-Breaking Pass—which had been hanging by a thread—had not only been pulled back from the brink in one stroke, but had also won a sweeping victory. Bloodslaughter Demon Emperor had been grievously wounded, over ten million devils had been slain, and the four great fortified cities previously lost had been reclaimed.
The tide of battle between the Human Race and the Ancient Devil Race had reversed just like that!
"Brother Chen, the Northern Frontier is in peril. How about we hold the ceremony for you joining our Heaven-Dominating Sect as a Supreme Elder five days from now? Once I return, I'll immediately have the Heaven-Dominating Sect's sect master arrange it. We absolutely won't slight you, Brother Chen!"
After the three chatted for a while in the pavilion, Cang Wanli looked at Chen An and spoke.
"No need!"
Chen An shook his head. "Urgent matters call for expediency. Since the Northern Frontier is in danger, we can keep such empty formalities simple!"
Chen An was not someone unreasonable. He also knew that it was not that Cang Wanli did not value him, but that the Human Race had truly reached a critical moment.
If Demon-Breaking Pass fell, the Ancient Devil Race would surge straight in. When that happened, the Human Race would face a calamity beyond redemption—perhaps even extinction.
Cang Wanli was first taken aback. Then, admiration and gratification flashed through his eyes. He solemnly cupped his hands toward Chen An and smiled. "Good! Since Brother Chen understands the greater good so deeply, this old man won't stand on ceremony with you!"
"But rest assured, Brother Chen. Once this battle is over, I will