He had to first mercilessly ridicule Liu Yizhou and Yao Chenqing.

This was truly sweet revenge.

"Old Liu, what should we do!"

Beads of cold sweat dripped down Yao Chenqing's forehead.

To be honest, he was really panicking.

The lower-tier battlefield had collapsed completely, something unimaginable.

The Burning Radar was formidable, but it was hard to hold.

Mo Kai was right.

In less than an hour, the alien alliance could storm the Divine Land's borders, and Thunder Sacrifice City was right on the border.

Liu Yizhou stood silent with a dark expression.

The other two Ninth Grades were particularly anxious; the Divine Land had stepped on a landmine this time.

"Liu Yizhou, you old scoundrel, you're sulking without speaking. Are you thinking of a solution?

"A solution? I've actually thought of one for you long ago.

"You should have suspected that there was a problem with the Frost Vine Armor before the war started, then dispatched an army skilled in disguise to find the antidote for the Frost Vine Insect and steal it back.

"Then, this peculiar army would descend from the sky and save your corps.

"Isn't it perfect and simple... hahaha..."

Mo Kai laughed heartily, finding great joy in mocking Liu Yizhou.

"Hahaha, a peculiar army... Liu Yizhou indeed has a peculiar pig brain."

Watching Liu Yizhou, Ying Mountain Ridge also burst into loud laughter.

The Palm Eye Race had prepared a trump card initially, but now it seemed it wasn't needed at all.

Having Mo Kai, the vile man, was enough.

...

"Su Yue, Bai Xiaolong, according to the Military Department's orders, the battle situation is already a mess. You need to board the vehicle and leave immediately.

"Come with me, and leave Jiangyuan Country at once!"

Chen Yuhui found a bus.

The alien forces were charging, and the Burning Radar couldn't hold for long. These individuals had special identities and must leave immediately, not a minute could be delayed.

"But..."

Du Jing's Book stared with wide eyes.

He wanted to retort but seeing the martial artists rolling on the ground, he didn't know what to say.

Indeed.

In this kind of war, they couldn't contribute much. The best outcome was to return to the Divine Land immediately.

"I'm not leaving!"

Liao Ping grabbed Fang Jingmiao's hand.

"Get lost!"

Fang Jingmiao fiercely shook off Liao Ping's hand, then resolutely walked toward the Burning Radar.

At this moment, Fang Jingmiao's pupils held nothing but ruthlessness and indifference.

"Su Yue, we..."

Mu Cheng clutched Su Yue's arm.

She was waiting for Su Yue's decision.

"Get on the bus immediately, I have the authority to knock you out."

Chen Yuhui's face was grave.

Now was not the time to be polite with them.

"Wait one more minute... just one minute...

"Mu Cheng, do you believe in miracles?"

From start to finish, Su Yue maintained a stance of watching the Wet Ghost Tower, except for reprimanding someone from the Elixir Group, he hadn't moved.

Su Yue was already clear about the consequences of the Frost Vine Insect.

He was just waiting for the Hidden Eagle Combat Camp to return.

"Su Yue, don't mess around!"

Chen Yuhui's pupils had turned cold.

This group was evidently centered around Su Yue; if he didn't leave, not a single person boarded the vehicle.

He would have to knock Su Yue out first.

"60..."

"59..."

"58..."

However, Su Yue didn't respond to Chen Yuhui directly.

He said wait a minute, now he started counting down the seconds.

Chen Yuhui was very strong, Su Yue couldn't escape this time, so he secured an extra minute from Chen Yuhui.

Su Yue had a premonition.

They should be back.

Brother Gao, you should be back.

"Alright, after one minute, I'll knock you out."

Chen Yuhui nodded.

...

"At this point, we can only fight with all our might. Old Liu, we have to go all out this time."

Yao Chenqing gritted his teeth.

The matter of the Frost Vine Armor was settled, it was like that.

But the ensuing bloody battle had to continue.

They could only rely on the Burning Radar for a desperate fight; the odds weren't high.

"Yes... we should make a desperate attempt.

"Old Yao, Yan Chenyun, Grand Commander... the three of you, use your strongest power to suppress the enemy's four Ninth Grades.

"I need to go to the Wet Realm; give me 30 seconds.

"Even if you have to risk your lives, you must secure those 30 seconds!"

Finally, Liu Yizhou spoke.

His voice was very low, only audible to the three Ninth Grades.

Very odd.

Upon hearing this, Yan Chenyun was bewildered inside, but his face was expressionless.

They were all Ninth Grades; they had this level of emotional control.

Since Liu Yizhou said so, there must be his reasons.

"I'll count 321, and then we'll charge at the Wet Ghost Tower together, while the three of you suppress their four.

"Remember, you must leave me 30 seconds to get back.

"Please, guys."

Liu Yizhou took a deep breath.

Earlier, he received news from the Hidden Eagle Combat Camp.

The Wei Yuan Corps had a special way of communicating, completely undetectable.

Not far, they were just outside the rift.

Unfortunately, the alien army was blocking the rift, so they had no way to come out.

Liu Yizhou had to go rescue them himself, and internally, he was actually in a state of ecstasy, but outwardly he remained as somber as a cauldron's bottom.

Yes.

Gao Xingzhong said he had a way to neutralize the Frost Vine Armor's toxin.

But Liu Yizhou had a heavy task; he also had to keep Mo Kai unsuspecting.

"3..."

"2..."

"1..."

"Go!"

At Liu Yizhou's word, the four Grandmasters charged like four missiles, ready to strike, instantly launching toward the aliens.

Rumbling!

Rumbling!

The four Ninth Grades were so fast that wind and thunder roared along their path, even creating pitch-black cracks in the air, akin to four black dragons.

Without any forewarning.

Whether alien or human, all martial artists were still stunned by the calamity of the Frost Vine Armor, no one expected Liu Yizhou and his companions to launch an assault directly at the Five Races Alliance Army.

"Hahaha, Liu Yizhou, you wretched fool, are you flustered and failing to stay calm?"

Mo Kai and his companions remained unperturbed.

According to their pre-arranged strategy, each of them had locked on to their respective opponents.

Maybe the alien Ninth Grades were slightly inferior in strength to the Divine Land's, but that wasn't important.