"The timing this time was just right."
At the edge of the tribulation domain, Primordial Lord Jiuquan smiled as he watched Xu Taiping, who was trapped within the tribulation prison by Qinggu and five other Primordial Lords.
Beside him, Primordial Lord Huangyi narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Two layers of tribulation prison, plus eight Primordial Lords, including you and me. Even if we fail to kill him here in this battle, we can at least leave him gravely wounded."
Jiuquan nodded.
"The tribulation prison does us no harm. That is an enormous advantage."
As though struck by an amusing thought, Huangyi suddenly chuckled.
"For one undergoing tribulation, being gravely wounded in this Land of Myriad Tribulations is no good thing."
Jiuquan naturally knew what Huangyi was thinking and immediately smiled as well.
"When someone undergoing tribulation is gravely wounded in the Land of Myriad Tribulations, there is almost no chance of recovering from their injuries. Even if they recover, their ultimate realm of combat power will fall by ten or even twenty percent, depending on how severe their injuries were."
At those words, Huangyi's gaze suddenly grew intensely fervent. Without turning his head, he said to Jiuquan,
"Brother Jiuquan, we can now have the armies across the Heaven-Demon Battlefield launch their counterattack."
As he spoke, his expression hardened, an icy gleam flashing in his eyes.
"Whether Xu Taiping is gravely wounded or dies, it will deal a tremendous blow to the Human Race Army's battle intent."
Jiuquan gave a cold smile.
"Rest assured. Before entering this Land of Myriad Tribulations, I already gave him instructions. Once all eight of us strike together, the Nine Abysses Great Army, which has been assembling on the front lines for days, will immediately counterattack the Human Race Army."
"This time, not only will we