"..."
At this very moment.
Whether it was the hundred thousand demon soldiers arrayed in the distance, or the treasure ships of the Nine Great Dao Sects that had barely come to a stop farther behind.
Countless eyes stared blankly at this scene.
The Cloud-Dream generals standing nearby with their hands lowered felt their scalps go numb.
They looked at one another, their eyes filled with absurdity and horror.
They simply could not believe what they were seeing was real.
Who was that?
That was the Little Heavenly General.
The peerless prodigy forged by Cloud Dream Main Palace after pouring out all its foundations and painstaking effort over endless years.
A heaven-defying being bearing sixteen Dao Chess pieces.
Looking across the entire Cloud-Dream Realm, beneath the Painting Realm, who dared contend with his edge?
Who could contend with his edge?
Even those old Great Demons of the Painting Realm who had lived through untold ages had to show him sufficient respect.
A figure destined from birth to look down upon all living beings.
How had he ended up in such a state?!
The wind was bleak and desolate.
After a brief deathly silence, a general from Purple Firmament Island swallowed with difficulty.
"Should we... intervene?"
"Uh..."
The demon generals looked at one another, hesitation written across their faces. No one dared speak first.
This situation was truly a headache.
Intervene?
Just now, the Little Heavenly General had personally berated them and ordered them all to withdraw, forbidding anyone else from interfering.
Given lord Gao's proud and arrogant nature, if they rashly stepped forward now, not only would they gain no favor, they might even be deemed guilty of defying his authority.
If blame fell upon them then, who could bear it?
But if they did not intervene.
The Little Heavenly