Loose Immortals Enter the World

The strong were still the strong. Whatever their reputation, if they had power, their name carried weight.

"Di Wushuang?!"

"The peerless Di Wushuang?!"

A person's name cast a long shadow. Di Wushuang's renown clearly exceeded Jian Shang's expectations; in Jianghu, she was even more famous than King Wuhuan.

Yan Wuji's shout alone drew cries of surprise from every direction. Many of the Otherworlders locked in battle rallied, while Li Tong, Murong Yi, and the other Wuhuan fighters felt their hearts sink.

Yan Wuji was right. If Di Wushuang struck and assassinated the Wuhuan commanders, their leaderless forces would be far easier to defeat. At the very least, breaking out would become much simpler.

Li Tong and the other Wuhuan fighters had witnessed Di Wushuang's uncanny power when they followed King Wuhuan into Lingnan. They were naturally on high alert. That meant they could bring at most nine-tenths of their strength to bear, keeping the rest in reserve.

Unfortunately, Yan Wuji's shout brought no sign of the legendary, peerlessly beautiful Di Wushuang.

Instead, "terrifying monsters" with ruby-red faces, coarse black beards, and bodies nearly ten feet tall kept pouring from the countless pillars of light. Every one of them fought without fear of death, and each was every bit as formidable as the Otherworlder elites.

The melee had lasted less than half an hour, but as more monsters arrived, the Otherworlder Factions' slight advantage steadily vanished. The Wei Martial Guards' ironclad defense made it extremely difficult for the surrounded Otherworlder army to break out. Panic spread. Some stood at a loss; others hacked wildly at anything nearby.

"Smash through their lines!"

"Kill!"

Shouts rang out. From the dense crowds surrounding the battlefield, countless groups surged forward like streams, charging the Wei Martial Guards' cordon around the courtyard. Unlike the chaotic Otherworlders