Jiang Yu and the others beside him also realized what he meant, their pupils widening as they looked at Xu Taiping in astonishment.
Xu Taiping naturally understood what had surprised these veterans of the Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Army, so he smiled and said:
"Elders, while in the Mysterious Wasteland Tower, I was fortunate enough to gather all four pieces of Iron Armor-Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, and Vermilion Bird-and command and mobilize all four armies at once."
After staring blankly for a long while, the eight veterans suddenly exclaimed in unison:
"Battle General Power of the Four Armies?!"
"Wait, wait!" Gu Huai abruptly interrupted the excited veterans, craning his head toward Xu Taiping and clenching his fists as he asked anxiously:
"Did you win? That great battle against the Demonic Army-did you win?!"
Xu Taiping smiled and nodded.
"With the combined help of several hundred cultivators from True Martial Heaven, we routed every demonic army in the Mysterious Wasteland Tower."
As he spoke, the scenes from back then surfaced in Xu Taiping's mind. With a touch of emotion, he let out a long breath and said:
"In the end, I broke open the heavenly gate, successfully ascended to the Thirteenth Layer of the Mysterious Wasteland Tower, and hurled myself at the Heaven-Questioning Bell."
At these words, the veterans remained speechless for a long time.
Gu Huai, who had craned his head forward and fixed his gaze on Xu Taiping, drew in a sharp breath before saying, his eyes growing moist:
"Good! Wonderful! Thirty thousand years! Our Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Army has finally welcomed a peerless Battle General!"
Every veteran's eyes were moist, their gazes filled with both excitement and the grief and indignation they had suppressed for tens of thousands of years.
Xu Taiping understood very well how the veterans before