Qian Daoliu, the one whose presence would decide the war outright.
The five Top Offerings-him, Golden Crocodile, Azure Luan, Lion, and Guang Ling-would determine the outcome of this war. If they appeared, these people from Spirit Hall would no longer need to act at all. If the Nine Provinces Empress did not want to die, surrender would be her only option.
Conversely, their absence would mean Qian Daoliu had abandoned Bibi Dong. Then the many loyal servants of Spirit Hall present would give up resisting altogether, and with only Bibi Dong's own faction left, the situation would turn around in an instant.
Bibi Dong came back to her senses and looked at the dozen or so reinforcements who had already arrived, now filled with regret.
I called them too soon...
At that moment, it was as though someone had hit pause on the war. Neither side attacked again; both simply adjusted their formations and combat positions in silence.
More than twenty seconds passed. Just as everyone began to think Qian Daoliu would not intervene, a sigh came from the horizon.
"Alas, must I clean up after you in the end?"
Leng Xiyue had no idea when Qian Daoliu had arrived. She saw only a streak of light flash past before five figures appeared beside Bibi Dong.
They were precisely the five Offerings: Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile, Azure Luan, Lion, and Guang Ling.
Qian Daoliu swept his gaze over the devastated Papal Hall, then looked toward the battlefield, which had been blasted until it was scarcely distinguishable from a barren mountain. Finally, his gaze settled on Leng Xiyue.
"Surrender. I will guarantee your survival, provided you follow Bibi Dong's instructions and hand over all your armaments."
Leng Xiyue pushed aside Tian Meng, who stood guarding her, and took a few steps