"True Monarch, you marshal the war from behind the curtains, your Divine Skills unmatched under heaven, and you slew Qianren True Monarch with ease. In the coming final battle, under your command we will surely crush all resistance, sweeping forward like breaking rotten twigs."
"To be able to follow at True Monarch's side and witness your Divine Power is truly this petty one's honor!"
True Monarch Fen Mo, who was presiding over the battlefield above the Immortal City, saw Lu Changsheng in a billowing mystic robe and great cloak, holding the Michen Banner and Nine Tribulations Sword, with only his hair and robes a little disheveled, and fear chilled his heart. He hurriedly stepped forward to offer congratulations.
He knew that the Yangming True Monarch before him had not killed him purely because he still had value, and could help with persuasion and turning, gathering the Shura Sect and Liang Country's Demonic Path Cultivators.
