At Great Li Mountain, all the disciples stationed there marched out, charging toward Eastern Dragon Mountain!
Over ten thousand Qi Refinement cultivators and a hundred Foundation Establishment disciples.
A full nine Golden Core True Persons went into battle as well.
Naturally, Uncle-Master Xu Chan and Uncle-Master Liu Cheng would lead the assault, while the other six Golden Core True Persons merely supported them from the sidelines.
Although having all eight swarm the Wrathful Venerable and Peacock Wisdom Consort would be more cost-effective, once they joined the fight and became entangled, they would suffer a heavy loss if there really was an ambush.
Besides, who knew what tricks the Wrathful Venerable and Peacock Wisdom Consort might have up their sleeves?
What if they pulled an "All glory to Great Brahma!" and blew themselves up?
As for Chen Zhuo, Daoist Child Chen himself, he stood shoulder to shoulder with Wang Shechuan high in the sky, overlooking the entire battlefield.
Up in the sky, fierce winds howled.
Although Chen Zhuo wanted to contribute to the sect, stomp a few weaklings, and kill some Qi Refinement novices.
Unfortunately, Chen Zhuo was, after all, their esteemed Daoist Heir. Uncle-Master Wang feared that the Western Mountain esoteric cultivators might ambush him with some sinister art, so he had not allowed Chen Zhuo to fight. Instead, he had Chen Zhuo stand beside him in the sky and observe the situation.
Geniuses were meant to be nurtured, not used to clear out cannon fodder.
This was also Chen Zhuo's first time witnessing magical warfare on such a scale. It was particularly thrilling!
Although this was only a minor skirmish, not even anything resembling a major battle in the Ancient Immortal Realm, it was still enough to command Chen Zhuo's full attention!
There was nothing more to say.
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