"Cheyun, quickly... issue the order to retreat..." As tears fell from Young Master Zhu's eyes, he cried out almost without thinking...
"Young Master, go!" Zhu Cheyun was even more decisive. He grabbed Young Master Zhu's arm, forcibly hoisted him up, and prepared to flee toward the rear.
"No!" Young Master Zhu roared, struggling. "Issue the order! These are the last elite forces of my Zhu family!"
"What order to retreat is there?!" Zhu Cheyun roared even louder, laying bare the truth in a single sentence. "Young Master, tonight there is only forward—there is no retreat at all!"
"This... this..." Young Master Zhu was stunned. In an instant, realization filled his eyes! What Xian Lao had told him... had been something dressed up to conceal the truth!
Just then, a ripple like divine sense swept over them, followed by a faint voice ringing beside Zhu Cheyun and the others. "Oh? I wondered who it was. So it is Young Master Zhu Xiang of the Zhu family. You truly refuse to give up. Since you have come, it saves this general the trouble of..."
Unfortunately, before General Hao Hu could finish speaking, an even more vast divine sense surged forth like roaring ocean waves, smashing that ripple to pieces!
An ethereal voice rang throughout the mountain range. "Eh? Why is Qianyu Mountain so lively? Are you welcoming this Xiao?"
In the distant sky, a ball of light brighter and purer than the crescent moon shot toward them like a meteor. A supremely holy-looking Heavenly Horse fluttered its luminous wings as it pulled a flying carriage into everyone's sight!
Within that radiance stood a lean, tall cultivator in Taoist robes, his lapels billowing and his hair flying, like an immortal descending from beyond the heavens!
"All officers, heed my command!!!" The moment General