A man's name, a tree's shadow.
The officers and soldiers in Yizhou City heard the name Chen Tang and instantly lost all will to fight.
This was a powerhouse on par with the Nine Great Sects of the world; if he stood on Li Gui's side, let alone Yizhou City, taking the whole of Yizhou would be effortless.
No matter how strong the Defender Army inside the city was, could it compare to the Barbarian Race's hundred-thousand-strong host?
Chen Tang looked down at Li Gui below and slowly asked, "Where are Monk Fa Qing and Consort Luo?"
He had just swept his gaze over the camp and had not seen the two among Li Gui's troops.
"Little junior brother, come down first. We haven't seen each other in so long; these two years I've been missing you quite a bit."
Li Gui said with a smile, "Back then, when I heard you perished together with the Blade Emperor in Three Thousand Snow Ridges, I even wanted to charge into the Extreme North Cold Domain to avenge you."
