Yan Hengxing

“Because of Yan Hengxing, the Human Martial God!”

Nanmen Shang replied, “Yan Hengxing, the only Human Martial God, obtained a precious Martial Saint inheritance on the Canglan Continent. Not only is his combat power strong, but he is also skilled in disguise.”

“Yan Hengxing has been hiding in the main city. If he makes a move and we, the Wind Spirit Race, can’t instantly kill him, then our main city will be destroyed.”

“Therefore, the Quasi-Saint Lord has never left the main city; otherwise, he would have long gone to that continental fragment and annihilated all humans with one slap.”

Su Lang was shocked by these words.

He hadn't expected Yan Hengxing to dare to run into the heartland of the Wind Spirit Race to tie down a Quasi-Saint. His courage and daring were off the charts!

And his fortune was also very strong; he could actually obtain a precious Martial Saint-level inheritance on the Canglan Continent.

From Nanmen Shang’s words, it was clear that apart from the Quasi-Saint, all the other Wind Spirit Race Martial Gods combined could not instantly kill Yan Hengxing.

“This Yan Hengxing is amazing!”

Su Lang exclaimed, “Alone, he dared to infiltrate the main city, acting as a sharp blade pointed directly at the heart of our Wind Spirit Race!”

“I also greatly admire this Martial God Yan Hengxing,” Gaoshan Che nodded.

“Unfortunately, even if he ties down our Quasi-Saint Lord, he cannot stop the iron hooves of the Wind Spirit Race. Humanity is destined for destruction!”

“Oh, by the way, the great war is about to begin. Isn't Yan Hengxing skilled in disguise?”

Su Lang suddenly asked, “Since he can hide so well right under the Quasi-Saint Lord’s nose, is it possible he could secretly infiltrate the army and cause major damage?”

“No way!”

“Yan Hengxing showed his hand once, and at that time, the Quasi-Saint Lord immediately activated all the defensive formations in the main city to prevent Yan Hengxing from leaving the main city to cause trouble elsewhere.”

“Now Yan Hengxing has tied down our Quasi-Saint Lord, but he himself has become a turtle in a jar.”

“Once we occupy the continental fragment, we’ll have plenty of ways to slowly deal with him.”

Gaoshan Che laughed, “Humans have no ability to resist; they’re like soft persimmons that burst with a squeeze! Daoist friend Youtian, don’t miss this good opportunity!”

Soft persimmons?

Well, they were indeed relatively soft right now.

Su Lang knew his limits. Although he had the trump card of the Devouring Clone, even if he devoured 12 clones, he couldn't contend with a Quasi-Saint.

Unless, the Youtian Sword was upgraded to the highest level of a divine artifact.

Only then, using the Devouring Clone, and with the characteristics of the Youtian Sword, would Su Lang have the ability to kill the Wind Spirit Race Quasi-Saint.

But currently, the Youtian Sword was still a revered artifact; it was still missing two materials to even upgrade to a primary divine artifact!

Yet now, the Wind Spirit Race was about to launch a general offensive very soon.

Gaoshan Che urged him repeatedly, and Su Lang could feel that this ‘very soon’ was indeed extremely soon.

“What should I do?”

Su Lang’s heart sank, but on the surface, he smiled and said, “Since Daoist friend Gaoshan Che has extended such a warm invitation, I would be rude to refuse.”

Su Lang had carefully considered agreeing to Gaoshan Che.

Although he knew that once he chose to join the war, his identity would definitely be tested.

At that time, his crude disguise would not be able to fool them at all.

But from another perspective, by agreeing to Gaoshan Che, Su Lang might gain a lot of useful information before his identity was discovered!

“Haha, that’s great!”

Gaoshan Che was now completely at ease with Su Lang. After all, the person dared to go to their lair with him; there was absolutely no problem with his identity, otherwise, wouldn't that be seeking death?

“Daoist friend Gaoshan Che!”

Nanmen Shang suddenly spoke, “How about adding me as well?”

“Oh?”

Gaoshan Che said in surprise, “Isn’t Daoist friend Nanmen supposed to be stationed in Qingfeng City?”

“I was indeed worried about Qingfeng City before and didn’t dare to rush to the battlefield,” Nanmen Shang smiled slightly at Su Lang.

“But now, Daoist friend Youtian has helped me mend the formation. I’m afraid even ten Martial Venerables coming would find it difficult to break through the formation barrier! What do I have to worry about anymore?”

“That’s true!”

Gaoshan Che nodded, “Since Daoist friend Nanmen wants to come, I certainly welcome you with open arms. Together, we will surely be able to secure more territory!”

In the eyes of the Wind Spirit Race, Blue Star was a lamb to be slaughtered.

Many Wind Spirit Race martial artists were already secretly vying for the territory they were about to acquire.

Therefore, Gaoshan Che was very welcoming of Nanmen Shang’s participation.