"Report! The Shennong Tribe's army has fully mobilized and is heading for the Zhuolu Plains!"
The messenger rushed into the main tent and reported urgently.
"Beat the drums! Assemble the generals!"
Boom! Boom!! Boom!!!
The thunderous war drums awakened heaven and earth. Soldiers poured from their tents and swiftly formed ranks beneath fluttering banners.
"They came at just the right time. Last time, Chi You only won by luck with the Wu Clan's providence. This is the perfect chance to win it back!"
True Person Taiyi sneered, casually rubbing the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover with his fingertips.
"Junior Brother Taiyi is right! I too would like to see what skills these Wu savages, who defeated the Demon Race, possess in the art of formations."
Cihang wore a disdainful expression, occasionally glancing at the Demon Race cultivators present, his eyes full of contempt.
Under normal circumstances, You Wen would certainly have mocked him, but this time, he chose to endure it.
After all, he was not only the Demon Court's Crown Prince, but had also participated in the battle against the North Sea Giant Demon. His combat instincts were not weak in the slightest.
With a great enemy before them, only an idiot would do something that harmed internal unity and military morale.
If his father, Di Jun, had been leading the troops, Cihang would already have been sacrificed to the banner.
Seeing You Wen remain silent, Cihang assumed he had been left speechless and grew even more pleased with himself.
Lost in his delight, he failed to notice that the Human Race generals were all frowning, their faces filled with displeasure.
"Then we shall have to rely on you teachers!"
Xuanyuan needed the Exposition Sect to lead the charge, so naturally, he would not embarrass them at a time