Heavenly Soldiers and Generals

At the head of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals stood a lean man in silver armor, with two blue-green feathered wings on his back and a long golden staff in his hand. He was none other than the true immortal Thunder Department Heavenly General whom Shen Luo had previously defeated only after exhausting every ounce of his strength.

Behind the Thunder Department Heavenly General stood twenty heavenly soldiers, all at the great vehicle stage.

"Impossible! You can actually summon the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals! Who exactly are you?" The black-faced giant's gaze sharpened as he stared at Shen Luo, holding off on attacking.

"Brother Ao, this man is far stronger than either of us. We'll certainly suffer if we keep fighting him head-on. Can you notify the Dragon King and ask him to send help?" Shen Luo ignored the black-faced giant's question and communicated with Ao Hong through voice transmission.

"No. To prevent the demons in the Dragon Abyss from escaping, restrictions enclose the entire abyss. From inside, we have no way to send messages to the outside world. Brother Shen, this has nothing to do with you in the first place. Leave now and go to the Dragon Palace to ask my father to save us. I'll hold off this Rain Master," Ao Hong replied through voice transmission, leveling his Dragon Spear as he prepared to advance.

"You're already wounded, and you've just used several powerful abilities in succession. You have little magic power left. How are you going to hold him off?" Shen Luo hastily transmitted back.

"Hmph, you two can stop this hypocritical discussion of your plans. Now that I'm out of my cage, every one of you will die here today!" the black-faced giant said with a cold snort.

Shen Luo and Ao Hong were both