"Now, who holds the advantage?!"
Xu Yan, Jiang He, Chu Changfeng, Zhu Huai, Ling Xu, Zhao Danqing, the giant turtle, and himself—nine Yang God True Monarchs, plus nearly a hundred thousand troops.
Nine against six, no matter how you see it, the advantage is his!
Between heaven and earth, there remained silence, with only Chen Yuan's voice echoing clearly in everyone's ears.
Nangong Lie's pupils shrank deeply, fists clenched tightly under his sleeves, eyes full of shock and disbelief.
How is it possible?
How is it possible!
Why is it like this!
Clearly he had orchestrated everything, intending to make East Mountain Valley Chen Yuan's burial ground, then unify Shuzhou and dominate the South with pride.
But.....
But.... why!
How did Chen Yuan see through everything, how did he know all of this?
How did he dare to bring all his forces here, how was he able to deduce that the demon clan had already allied with him?
