Zhang Lie accepted the alien races' help with grace. "Supporting forces? Very well—I accept your help. However, all of you have to listen to my command at all times, or I won't be responsible for your deaths!"

"Of course!" Warlord Xing Ying replied, pumping a fist in the air. "Anyone who disobeys you will have to get through me, first."

"Very good. In that case, let's set off."

Regardless of whether or not there were any dissenters in their midst, Zhang Lie had absolute strength and his mistmeld clam soulshard—there would be nothing to fear from these aliens.

Dong Mingxing asked, "Is this part of the plan you concocted?"

Li Qianlin cried out in surprise, "To think you alien races were all working in cahoots!"

Xing Ying bowed....