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Li Muhao said confidently, "We've already checked. There are more than three hundred of them, twenty of them at the high level of the Xumi Stage, and four of the ninth grade! "Generally speaking, it's weaker than the team that Warranty bought."
Hearing Li Muhao's words, not only Yang Ruoxi, but also Song Qianshu slightly relaxed. Warranty was one of the Nine Nobility Clan's great nobles, and Yeru Mingguang, who was guarding the Black Rock Ridge, was the most outstanding genius of the younger generation of the Yeru Clan.
Two of the nine great aristocrats had appeared on this line, and there was no reason for a third one to appear. The wolfwalker team guarding the entrance to the Wild Goose Falling Door was a little weaker than the team that Yan Qianyin had bought.
"Next, we will wait for the time it takes to launch an all-out attack!" Song Qianshu secretly clenched his fist. As long as the time came, the Western Paradise cultivators would simultaneously attack the wolfwalkers in front of them from their respective battle zones, striving to achieve victory in one battle.
This was a glorious moment for the cultivators of Western Paradise, and also for Song Qianshu. As a talented member of a Feudal Lord family, he had to go through thick and thin on the battlefield. His battle achievements would directly determine his position in the Song Family.
If this was in the past, Song Qianshu would definitely be a little nervous and feel the pressure. But now … He turned around and glanced at the cultivators from the An Tian Sect, his heart was at peace, and his eyes were filled with excitement.
An Tian Sect had already defeated Yeluo Mingguang, who had followed Yan Qianyin to the end of the battle. They could even conquer the Black Stone Ridge, and now they had the help of Song Zhen's team.
After the discussion, everyone fell silent. The atmosphere became solemn and solemn. Even though the battle had yet to begin, a chilling aura permeated the air.
Regardless of whether it was Song Qianshu or Yang Ruoxi, both knew that this battle was of great importance. It was a battle where no mistakes could be made, and if one was even the slightest bit careless, they would lose their lives.
Although no one could see the setting sun under the guise of the Qing Qiu Fox, they still held onto the light and the darkness of the night. As a result, everyone knew that the decisive moment had truly arrived.
Seeing that everyone was nervous and excited, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Cheng Qing's mouth. Once upon a time, before he entered the battlefield, he was the same as well. But now, his heart was unperturbed, like an old monk in meditation.
"Two more hours." Li Muhao said to Chen Qing.
Cheng Qing nodded, "Let's go!"
Li Muhao took the orders and went to the entrance of the stronghold, giving the cultivators of the An Tian Sect the order to set off. Because it was an attack, it could not cause too much commotion. The order from the military had been transmitted without a sound.
Cheng Qing and his men left the mountaintop, passed by the village entrance, and ran down the mountain. Wherever they passed, groups of cultivators from the An Tian Sect would silently follow and gradually converge into a torrent.
When this torrent of energy arrived at the foot of the mountain, it gathered together with the Song Feudal Lords' cultivators and, under the cover of the night, rushed towards the entrance of the Wild Goose Falling Mountain.
They had two hours to rush to the entrance of the Wild Goose Falling Gate, and then, in the hour of decisive battle, they would launch their powerful attacks at the Wild Goose Falling Valley.
"Big brother, I'll be leaving first." Li Muhao came to Cheng Qing's side and said.
Cheng Qing nodded. Between the Black Rock Ridge and the entrance of the Wild Goose Falling Mountain, of course, there would be scouts and sentries. Li Muhao had gone first to take care of these existences, ensuring that a large group of people wouldn't be discovered beforehand.