Who Else?

Yuan Hong arrived swiftly. "The feudal lords are calling us to battle."

"It's about time," Lu Chuan said.

The feudal lords who could arrive had all already arrived. They had no reason to keep waiting, and Di Xin could not afford to delay because of the demon calamity, so they were preparing to go to battle today.

The day both sides had chosen was, by sheer coincidence, the very same day.

Kong Xuan and Yuyi Xian appeared in the courtyard. At the same time, Yin Jiao, his head covered by a cloak, also pushed open the door and came out.

In truth, he certainly looked somewhat different now from how he had more than ten years ago, but he would still rather dress himself this way.

As for the reason, Lu Chuan understood it too.

"Let's go!"

Lu Chuan, together with Kong Xuan, Yuyi Xian, Yin Jiao, and Yuan Hong, went out to join the army.

Inside the temporary palace, Di Xin wore dark-red armor, carrying a saber in one hand and holding Wu Geng's hand with the other as he walked step by step out of the great hall.

Behind him, two Daoists followed.

Within Sishui Pass, Zhang Shan's western campaign troops, the troops brought from Chaoge this time, and the army of Sishui Pass had all swiftly assembled, totaling three hundred thousand.

Wen Zhong, Deng Jiugong, Zhang Shan, Han Rong, Zheng Lun, Chen Qi...

One military commander after another wore armor and carried long swords, standing before the army as they waited for that man to come out.

"Who is that child..."

Suddenly, behind Lu Chuan, Yin Jiao's gaze tightened and his body shook, a premonition rising in his heart.

He had seen the little boy whose hand Di Xin was holding.

Lu Chuan coughed dryly, lowered his