Li Wudi looked at the army assembled outside the formation, his eyes crimson.

"Yuwen Taiji won the last battle. Now this is the real life and death battle for the Grand-Orient Sect! If we’re defeated, there will be countless deaths and the sect will cease to exist." Li Wudi understood the importance of this war.

At the moment, the Grand-Orient Sect was on standby, with more than twenty thousand Grand-Orient guardians gathered at the inner edge of the formation, surrounded by their lifebound beasts.

Ye Shaoqing and Tianming walked up to Li Wudi. 

"Is everything okay?" asked Li Wudi.

"Yes, everything’s in order," replied Ye Shaoqing.

"Thank you very much, Brother," laughed Li Wudi.

"There’s no need for courtesy." Ye Shaoqing rolled his eyes.

He stood side by side with Li Wudi, staring at the armies outside the formation.

"Jun Dongyao is coming," said Li Wudi.

"Yes, when we were young and he was Heaven’s Elysium’s number one genius, he sure tortured me." 

"Today, I will avenge you." 

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