The Heavenly Court truly had little prestige these days;
The vanguard, formed from tens of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers and elite Immortal Flood Dragon Soldiers of the Dragon Clan, was at the height of its momentum, yet someone had dared block their path midway.
The key was...
They had actually succeeded in stopping them.
This old Daoist who had suddenly appeared was thick in aura and mighty in pressure. His Dao realm was far beyond anything a Golden Immortal could compare to.
Li Changshou's current cultivation realm was at least passable. He had also encountered top experts Below the Saints at close range, such as the Great Mage, Grandpa Zhao, and the gentle-as-water Fairy Yunxiao.
The brown-robed old Daoist had appeared with his pressure fully unleashed, deliberately exposing his cultivation, which was naturally astonishing. Yet Li Changshou's direct impression was that this man's Dao realm should fall short of the strongest Saint disciples of the Dao Sect...
However, here and now, this old Daoist was more than capable of intimidating the Heavenly Court's generals.
—What the Heavenly Court lacked most at present was high-end combat power.
Li Changshou's Paper Daoist had limited strength and a limited scouting range. These thoughts had barely crossed his mind when Dong Mugong beside him rose to his feet.
Wood Duke sighed. "Look, look! How can the commander-in-chief act rashly? Now that trouble has come, aren't we passive at every turn? Sea God, please lead the army after us. Let me go ahead and take a look."
"Wood Duke, I'll go."
Li Changshou stood, his expression incomparably grave. "This Daoist is no ordinary man. It would be best not to clash with him."
Dong Mugong did not dare be careless upon hearing this and immediately agreed.
Li Changshou flicked his Fly Whisk. His body turned