The two Tianwu Gods looked at the enemy army opposite them, fully aware of the poison spreading across. If they couldn't resolve it, it meant they couldn't attack, and might even have to extend their stay.
"There's little point in not being able to take the initiative and attack," said the Tianwu God. "If only we could start a battle ourselves, it would be much more satisfying."
"Once our lord revives the other brothers, and the Three Emperors and Six Gods gather, the battle will be much grander."
The Zhong Emperor naturally understood; if their lord could revive the Proud God, he could certainly revive the other brothers. That day would come, and even the Three Emperors and Six Gods would gather.
"That day will come soon," said the Zhong Emperor. "Just wait for it."
The Tianwu God nodded.
The two then returned to the hall, looked at the map, and fortified their defenses, keeping an eye on the current battlefield situation of the Physical Demon Clan.
