“That’s the Linghu Clan’s most elite legion, the Screaming Wind Legion.” 

In the sky, Daomaster Ancientpine stood in the air, below the doorway of the Heavenraiser Palace. His gaze seemed capable of piercing through the clouds and looking down below. 

Daomaster Titanspirit’s voice rang out at the side of his ear. “You should know what they want.”

Ancientpine’s visage was absent of either joy or sorrow. He merely observed everything below with a silent gaze. After ages, he murmured, “Sometimes, sacrifice is necessary.”

Crack! Chu Zhaonan inhaled heavily. In his excitement, he had squeezed down on the window, causing hairline cracks to run across its surface. He immediately looked towards Xu Yangyi, only to see that ice-cold killing intent had already emerged in his counterpart’s eyes!

He was waiting for this!

“No one’s willing to fight a war without the slightest meaning. The command plates put an end to the chance of some clan being eradicated. However… I’m the only one without one right now!” Xu Yangyi took a deep breath. “And since I’m the weakest power on paper… in case the Xingtian Legion’s command plate is captured, the one who takes it is automatically promoted, based on Master-Ancestor’s rules...