"Bringing in outside enemies, the height of shamelessness." Daoist Qingyi said coldly. "Brother Yue, this last battle, the key point is you. Victory or defeat hinges on this single move, be cautious."
Yue Dewen did not reply, he merely turned around and looked up at the blue sky outside the great hall.
"Let's go."
He took the lead, stepping forward and walking out.
"This time, it's just the three of us."
Qingyi and Cosimo exchanged a glance, a hint of depth showed in both their eyes.
As top-tier Spirit Generals, standing by Yue Dewen now was undoubtedly following the major trend.
But more significantly, it was the will of the Divine behind them.
The gods unite, to reverse and strike against the azure sky.
This step has finally reached its crucial moment.
If victorious, it will establish the grand trend.
If defeated…
It's just another round of heavenly and earthly convergence and reaping.
