Under Ye Ming’s orders, the entire Black Armor Corps was charging toward Long Chen. The divine generals had also managed to throw off the blockade of the elders of the Luo Spirit race.

Zhao Ritian, Dongfang Yuyang, and the Six Horn Sea Serpent were now slaughtering the Righteous path’s disciples. If the four divine generals arrived, things would be even more troublesome.

“Long Chen, you coward! You’re just going to hide in your turtle shell as all these innocent people die because of you?” provoked Dongfang Yuyang as he attacked.

Despite the slaughter, the Martial Heaven Alliance’s disciples did not retreat. They didn’t even try to get closer to Long Chen. They used their own lives to win him some time.

“All disciples of the Luo Spirit race, protect the prophesied son! Protect our benefactor!” The voice of the Luo Spirit race’s prophet resounded throughout the battlefield.

“Yes!”

The Luo Spirit race’s disciples charged at Zhao Ritian...