A streak of dark-purple light arrived in a flash, reaching Wutian's camp above Longevity Mountain. It transformed into Lu Chuan, and the army automatically opened a path for him to come to the very front.
At the very front of the army stood Giant Scorpion and Ying Yao under Wutian's command, along with the Six Spirit Generals, Jin Xiang, and several other demon kings of the Taiyi Realm.
"How is it? Have they started fighting?"
Lu Chuan quickly asked, "How's the battle going?"
"Black Lotus, you're late."
Ying Yao spoke without the slightest courtesy, dissatisfaction in her voice.
Although her appearance was not good-looking, among the protectors she could still be considered somewhat resourceful, so Wutian often discussed matters with her; she was equivalent to a strategist.
Lu Chuan did not take it to heart and said with a smile, "Haven't they still not started fighting? Where is Buddha?"
"He went into that small world to talk with the Master of True Martial."
Giant Scorpion speechlessly pointed at the small world. She truly felt too embarrassed to say that Buddha had gone to tell someone stories again.
"Talk?"
The expression beneath Lu Chuan's mask turned somewhat strange.
If this were a contest of magic power and fighting, then even ten of his master added together would absolutely not be Wutian's match.
But if it were a contest of mouth-escape...
In these Three Realms, if he, Lu, claimed to be second, then only Old Shen would dare claim first.
He was no longer worried for Shen Gongbao now. Instead, he felt that this great calamity of the Three Realms... might it ultimately end under Old Shen's mouth-escape?
"When do we start fighting?" Lu Chuan asked.
Giant Scorpion lifted her chin. "We wait until Buddha returns."
Lu Chuan said nothing more. Naturally,