"Brother Nangong, I never expected this foe to be so thorny. I can only ask for your help."
Astr astride his Black Steed Dragon Horse, Huang De cupped his fists in salute from afar.
"You're too polite, Brother Huang. Our territories border each other; naturally, we should look out for one another!" Wings on his back, Nangong Zhan hovered low in the air, his hands themselves a pair of black-edged scythes. "Have you discovered where those three mysterious Dao Zun came from?"
"I fought one of them and found him very strange. I suspect he isn't from these parts!"
"Oh... could they be cultivators from the Eastern Ridge? How did they cross the Lingze Defense Line?"
"No, I suspect they're all clones! If their clones have the fighting strength of Dao Zun, who knows what sort of figures their three true bodies might be?"
Huang De voiced his suspicions, giving Nangong Zhan a tremendous shock.
"What? You mean the Human Race sent three Yuan Zun? And their clones are protecting Qishan Canyon together?"
"That's only my guess for now. During our battle, I noticed a good deal of awkwardness in his attacks. It didn't seem like the work of a true body..."
"You should report something this serious to Commander Red Qilin. Asking me here will only jeopardize matters!"
Nangong Zhan was deeply displeased. You provoked figures like that, three of them at that, and now you're asking me to help fight? Aren't you asking me to die with you?
"You're mistaken, Brother Nangong. We've already ceased hostilities with the Human Race. Why would they send three Yuan Zun to these swamps? To save those tens of thousands of lowborn wretches? Would figures like that concern themselves with such a trifle? Slaughtering those tens of thousands of wretches is a