The group had already crossed the desert and reached the grasslands near Demon Mountain.
"Everyone, now that we have come to this, we can only brace ourselves and press on! Prepare for the worst, and give it our utmost! I am merely casting a brick to draw jade, using my status as a Void Sage to unite everyone. The School of War should command how we break through to the Plague Lord, while the experienced seniors who have studied Medical Books should devise the strategy for fighting him."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, everyone had different thoughts. Some felt that Fang Yun was modest and proper, skilled at recognizing and employing talent. Others, however, had another thought: Fang Yun was truly smooth and slippery. If they failed, he would have an excuse to avoid responsibility.
Fang Yun did not overstep his bounds afterward. He allowed the School of War members and those with Medical Books to play to their strengths, merely raising a few points that required attention.
As they spoke, Ji Shouyu's expression suddenly changed. He shouted, "Not good! Quickly, use the Medical Books! The Plague Force is coming!"
Fang Yun hurriedly looked ahead.
The grass of the Desolate City Ancient Land was gray, but now the grass ahead was withering, changing from gray to yellow, with a faintly sickly green hue emerging within it. That strange yellow-green was slowly spreading in all directions and would soon reach them.
Zhang Zilong said, "It is a powerful but rare plague! This is bad news, but also good news. It means that although the Plague Lord is powerful, he has only just been reborn and has accumulated very little plague. He can only affect the nearby area."
Hua Yuqing examined it closely and said with delight, "It is exactly as I