Before the mountain gate, the armies on both sides were still locked in slaughter. Cultivators deployed every means at their disposal to contest the entrance to the Mountain Gate Grand Array.
Joy, anger, sorrow, and delight intertwined. The emotions of living beings blazed like fireworks, igniting the spirit resonance hidden within their feelings.
These powers spread ceaselessly, as though they could infect one another, driving ever more people into a red-eyed killing frenzy.
Yet the mighty cultivators remained calm, for they understood that their own actions were what mattered.
Hundred-Eyed Boy's gaze sharpened. "What exactly do you want?"
For Li Ling to send him a secret voice transmission at a time like this, he clearly had something in mind.
Li Ling said, "You said earlier that you bore me no ill will, fellow Daoist. In truth, I bear you no ill will either. Everything I've done has been for my sect and the Incense Path.
"The situation in Changzhou now rests in our hands. To break the deadlock, someone at the Spirit Transformation Realm must suffer grave injury-or even perish!
"I intend to deal with Hou Xun. So long as you show some mercy and ease off at the crucial moment, achieving that shouldn't be difficult."
Hundred-Eyed Boy was stunned on the spot by Li Ling's seemingly fanciful plan.
"You're picking the softest persimmon to squeeze first!"
But a moment later, he realized that Li Ling dared tell him this so confidently precisely because he truly possessed the strength to do it!
In their last battle on Gathering Grotto Continent, Venerable Lianwu had been captured alive. Even now, the Heavenly Court still held him captive, slowly squeezing every bit of value out of him.
Hou Xun was not necessarily stronger than Lian Wu, so he could certainly follow in his