Just as Luo Xiaotian had said, battles between true Holy Spirits were meaningless. After briefly experiencing Shen Yu's power at his peak, Cheng Yu returned to the Great Wall.
Under the gazes of the gathered Sages, Cheng Yu smiled faintly.
"Why are you all looking at me? Surely you didn't expect me to finish off a Sage Realm Heavenly Demon in that brief exchange?"
Ling Xuan picked up the conversation, saying softly,
"Of course not. We were merely admiring how your valor remains undiminished, Prince."
Dong Hao rolled his eyes. Even before Ling Xuan became a Sage, she had been utterly infatuated with this Old Peacock. If she hadn't at least known how to distinguish important matters from trivial ones, he would have joined forces with the other two Sages of Humankind and stripped her of her Sage divine status long ago.
But now that humans and demons had allied, the old woman wasn't even trying to hide it. The looks she gave that Old Peacock were practically dripping with longing.
Cheng Yu smiled at her words.
"You flatter me, Fellow Daoist."
Dong Hao had no intention of giving Ling Xuan another chance to speak. He cut straight in.
"Then what do we do next?"
Cheng Yu glanced at Samael, who had returned to his crimson throne in the distance, and said quietly,
"Hold the Seventh Great Wall at all costs until every preparation is complete."
After Samael returned to his throne, Mammon's shrill voice sounded beside him.
"Well? What did you make of this Annihilation Holy Spirit's abilities?"
On the other side, Lucifer also turned his gaze toward him, seemingly waiting for Samael's answer.
Samael sneered.
"His abilities? He was holding back too, ready to return to the Material World at any moment. He was only going through