"We've done everything we could."
Xu Taiping put away the jade pendant in his hand, stepped up to the enormous Bronze Gate, then turned to the others with a smile.
"Miss Xue Luo shouldn't let us down."
At Xu Taiping's words, everyone inexplicably felt deeply reassured.
With just a sentence, he can settle people's hearts. If this Rusty Lion Young Master went to the Heaven-Demon Battlefield, he would likely make a fine commander.
Gu Qingcheng, who had likewise felt Xu Taiping's ability to soothe divine souls, murmured inwardly.
Unlike cultivators from ordinary sects, disciples like them who came from hidden sects and aristocratic clans had been preparing for the Heaven-Demon War from a very early age, which was why they paid particular attention to such things.
"Are you all ready? I'm going to push the gate open."
As Gu Qingcheng stood lost in thought, Xu Taiping's voice rang out again.
She looked up and found that Xu Taiping had already placed his hands against the enormous Bronze Gate.
"Open it, young master!"
Everyone nodded.
Then, amid a rumbling tremor, Xu Taiping slowly pushed open the enormous Bronze Gate leading to the Eighth Layer of the Mysterious Wasteland Tower.
Clang!
When the gate was fully open, gusts of wind wrapped around Xu Taiping, Gongshu Nanxing, and the others like gigantic hands, then dragged them through.
Tap!...
By the time everyone came to their senses, both feet had landed, and they were standing on the ground.
Before they could even look up to get their bearings, the thick stench of blood and the scorched odor of burning flesh struck them head-on with the howling wind.
"We've been transported straight onto the battlefield! Activate the talismans I gave you, quickly!"
Gu Qingcheng, the first to react, immediately warned everyone.
Xu Taiping and the