While Tianji Hall was busy preparing for battle, Wan Yao Ridge was not idle either.
Qingqiu’s injuries hadn’t fully healed yet, but he forced himself to hold on, personally inspecting every defensive line of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge.
Her face was still pale, her steps a bit unsteady, but her gaze remained resolute. Guiyuanzi followed behind her, his left arm still hanging over his chest. The wound on his chest hadn’t healed yet, but he was already able to walk.
Along the way, the demon warriors bowed their heads in salute upon seeing Qingqiu, their eyes full of reverence.
“Your Majesty, your injury ……,” Guiyuanzi said softly, his tone full of worry.
“It’s fine.” Qingqiu waved his hand. Though his voice was weak, it carried undeniable determination, “The Heavenly Supreme One won’t give us much time.” We must be fully prepared before he arrives. ”
She walked to the edge of the misty forest and looked at the thick fog that lingered all year round.
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