Divine Monarch Blackline and another Divine Monarch warmly received Chen Feng’s team. Given their present situation, it did not matter how many came to support them, support was still support.  

Quickly, however, a force consisting of the cultivators from the Celestial Purplesieve Plane and Slaughterers charged towards them. At the van of their charge were over a thousand war chariots. They gave off a very formidable aura as they rampaged their way through the lands of the Celestial Malla Plane. 

“Fellows, excuse me.” Divine Monarch Blackline’s face sank and he waved his hand, leading over a thousand cultivators forward and leaving Chen Feng’s team there. 

“Looks like we came here at the wrong time,” Chen Feng said with a smile. 

“Since we are already here, we cannot just stand by and do nothing,” Divine Monarch Superstrike said, jabbing forward with a finger. A beam of sword light flew out and swirled around. Any enemy soldier that approached them would be killed off.

“Senior Dark Soul, take some men to gather information about Magiris. We’ll stay behind and help.” Chen Feng decided. No matter how you cut it, the Celestial Longevity Plane and the Celestial Malla Plane had something of a good relationship. Since he was already here, he could not simply...