This was something countless years of evolution and the survival of the fittest had etched deep into the genes and bloodlines of living creatures.
At that moment, even the Immortals were no different.
In this Enemy Territory, where danger lurked on every side, Tang Changsheng's judgment and wisdom made everyone instinctively obey his orders.
At a time of such peril, even Zhou Xinghe and the others with the highest cultivation were still trying to make sense of the situation. Only Tang Changsheng had a tiger and wolf in his heart. He remained perfectly composed, carrying himself as though he did not consider the enemy worth a glance.
Even Shi Guangyun felt a flicker in his eyes.
They say Nian Wuwu and I are the Taiyi Immortal Sword Order's most outstanding talents. Talented as Tang Changsheng is, he belongs to a younger generation. In experience, cultivation, and everything else, he ought to lag far behind us!
But now it's clear that isn't so at all. His bearing alone—venturing deep into danger and issuing commands without a tremor—is beyond Nian Wuwu and me.
If Nian Wuwu and I have the makings of generals, then Heavenly Lord Tang Changsheng truly has the makings of a marshal!
What a pity, what a pity! Sect Leader Chen has always had a keen eye, yet this time he misjudged the man and let a talent like this slip away!
As he sighed inwardly, numerous doppelgangers of the Purple Dusk Demons descended.
Then the countless Earth Deities, Guardian Gods, and other extraordinary beings of this world—nearly all of Yin Spirit rank or above—converged as well.
For a time, light filled the sky as scarlet and golden-red radiance streamed in from every direction.
"Hmph. They want to gather this world's Natives and surround us? It won't be that