Ming Zhou's proclamation left the Venerables within the formation astonished, unable to understand why they were to halt their offensive.
Fortunately, the initiative in the battle still lay in their hands. Celestial Xia held an overwhelming advantage over the enemy, while the other side lacked the strength to advance and could only defend passively. They could stop at any time.
Chen Tingzhi said, "Zhang Shouzheng, Wu Tingzhi, Lin Tingzhi, and I will return to the court first. We shall have to trouble you to hold this place for now."
Zhang Yu nodded. "I will keep watch over this place."
Chen Tingzhi was not worried about matters here. Though this time he had called away the three Court Executives, Zhang Yu remained in the field, along with Zhengqing and Yan Ruohan. That was enough to maintain a certain advantage over the other side.
After waiting a short while, an oval shadow emerged overhead, and golden light descended from above. Chen Tingzhi, Wu Qingxu, and Lin Huaixin departed one after another within it.
Before the passage between the two worlds, Guan Chaosheng had worn a solemn expression. Facing five cultivators who had attained superior fruition, the pressure was unprecedented.
Yet he suddenly sensed two powerful auras leave, and could not help but be startled, unable for the moment to understand what Celestial Xia intended.
But even without those two, the remaining three were no easy opponents.
As he stood on full alert, he suddenly heard a strange sound, like the rumble of drums. At this moment, no one but him heard it.
Slightly surprised, he glanced at the formation mechanisms. Seeing that the other side had no intention of continuing their assault, he pondered for a moment before retreating back into the passage.
When the Primordial Spirit cultivators of the Vast Yang