After hearing what Bai Meng had to say, Li Xuancang had made up his mind.
He needed to swiftly deal with the Barbarians and the Grassland People before he could head to the Snow Region without worry and seek a way to save Su Xinghai and Shen Qingshan.
Li Xuancang secretly left the military camp, traveling through the skies tens of thousands of feet above as he charged toward the Barbarian army.
By the time Li Xuancang set out, the Grassland People had already joined forces with the Barbarian army.
"Don't waste time. Charge straight into Yu Prefecture City and sweep through the Human Race."
The Grassland People had come prepared this time and feared nothing.
They immediately prepared to charge into Yu Prefecture, unwilling to let the Blood Race and Demon Race steal all the glory.
"Li Xuancang is not easy to deal with. Now is not the best time to send troops."
The Barbarian Late-Stage Divine Repository Realm powerhouses had yet to arrive, and Xiong Yuan did not wish to deploy.
"What is there to fear from a mere Li Xuancang? Leave him to us."
The Grassland People did not take Li Xuancang seriously at all.
Even if Li Xuancang's fortune soared to the heavens and he had broken through to the Late-Stage Divine Repository Realm, he was still only a junior.
Before the Grassland's veteran Late-Stage Divine Repository Realm powerhouses, he could not stir up any waves.
The Grassland People voluntarily offered to deal with Li Xuancang, and the Barbarians could not have wished for more. Xiong Yuan had no reason to refuse.
"Since that is the case, let us deploy at once."
Yu Prefecture had only Li Xuancang worth fearing. As long as the Grassland dealt with Li Xuancang, they could crush the Yu Prefecture army