Yu Zhenghai Could Turn The Tides

The cultivators who were perched on the branches gazed at the wolf king.

Someone cursed, "The Other Tribesmen are insufferable bullies! They're despicable! Although the Nether Sect's on the Fiend Path, they know enough to oppose the Other Tribes at least. What's the Fourth Prince, Liu Bing, thinking by colluding with the Other Tribes?"

"Why aren't they activating the Formation?"

"They can't. The Nether Sect easily conquered this city because the Formations have been nullified… If the six great generals of the Fourth Prince are here, the Nether Sect will be in trouble."

They continued their discussion. The strongest among them was only in the Brahman Sea Eight Meridians realm. They could not be of any help at all. At most, they could help clean up the small fries when the battle was nearing its end.

Yang Yan hovered in the air. He frowned as he looked at the Rouli elites in front of him.