"Naturally. We will do our utmost in this battle. While I can't say we'll live or die with Tianyuan City, as long as there's the slightest chance of victory, we won't give up." The black-robed demon cultivator snorted in agreement.
The other elders from the two clans present nodded repeatedly, all becoming immensely solemn at once.
Seeing this, the silver-haired elder nodded in satisfaction and turned to Han Li, whispering a few words.
After listening, Han Li pondered for a moment and then nodded slightly.
Immediately delighted, the silver-haired elder clapped his hands, and a Golden Armor Guard flew up from below the pagoda, appearing as a streak of light before everyone and bowing to the elder.
"Lead Fellow Daoist Han immediately and proceed as originally planned without any mistakes!" the elder commanded sternly.
"As you command. Senior Han, please follow me," the guard respectfully said to Han Li.
