"Dao Ancestor, what is it?"
Baili Wentian's gaze shot straight across the battlefield, his deep, imposing voice piercing through everything. "Though a great battle is underway, it does not hinder this marshal from commanding our clan's armies!"
Hoh...
Chen Xun silently marveled. Before he could speak, Black Bull's sharp gaze fixed upon the scalp-numbing salamander demon general. "Moo!!!"
Rumble—
That terrifying aura seemed capable of piercing heaven, earth, and space itself. The salamander demon general went limp all over in fright. What the hell?!
"Truce!!"
"Baili Clan, truce for today!"
The salamander demon general frantically swallowed, utterly certain that it had been remembered. It cried hoarsely, "Dao Ancestor, Senior Black Bull, this is all a misunderstanding! This matter is absolutely not worthy of you two elders personally entering the fray!!"
"I'll call a truce and withdraw at once!!"
Cold sweat poured over its body. It truly had not expected a territorial struggle to alarm Immortals. Even ten thousand lives would not be enough for it to die!
If the Baili Clan could summon Heavenly Immortals, they should have said so earlier...!
That astonishing cry shook the demon race's Bujiang in every direction. The faces of one great demon after another turned deathly pale, their legs going weak. What?!
They had never seen an Immortal, but they had always heard the legends. If one angered an Immortal, the latter needed only point from their Dao field, and mountains and rivers would be wiped out in an instant...
Could fighting over a patch of territory really summon Immortals?!
Their heaven-shaking momentum was instantly scattered by the specter of an Immortal. Their steps slowly retreated. If an Immortal spoke, they feared their immortal paths would have no further chance.
"There is no retreat in battle. War Realm Camp, kill!" Baili Wentian roared toward