Pharmacist stood shoulder to shoulder with Lu Tian and said with a smile, "These youngsters can finally hold up the facade."
This battle concerned the fate of the Western Human Race.
Ji Chang had betrayed Shang for power, causing the Western fate to split. Fortunately, its foundation was deep, so its roots had not been harmed.
Now that the rebels had been executed, that fate would naturally return.
"Unfortunately, I have no disciples under me and cannot take part in this battle." Pharmacist sighed softly.
Lu Tian smiled. "If Senior Brother is willing to accept disciples, you may choose from any of the outstanding talents of the Western Human Race."
It turned out that most of the second generation, including Pharmacist, were absorbed in cultivation. Only Sunlight and Black Tortoise had taken disciples. Nu Ba was already a Quasi-Saint, while Feng Hou had also reached the peak of the Great Luo realm.
As a result, the third generation was sparse, supported entirely by the four disciples under Lu Tian.
"When I reach a level of cultivation like yours, Junior Brother, then I'll consider passing on the Dao." Pharmacist waved his hand.
After teasing him, Pharmacist exchanged smiles with Lu Tian.
As the two chatted and laughed, the battle suddenly changed!
Zhending subdued the Phoenix tribe, while the three Yang siblings killed Ji Chang, causing the enemy army's morale to collapse. The remnants retreated to Chentang Pass, and countless soldiers fled.
Wen Zhong led his army straight to the pass. Victory was within reach.
The Yang siblings withdrew from the city walls and returned to their own formation.
They held official positions in Shang. Killing the enemy leader was one thing, but attacking ordinary soldiers would be entirely different in nature.
Just as the three of them were discussing a strategy