Zhenghai and Qing'an Teams finally assembled, and everyone's morale soared.
Su Yunjin provided preliminary treatment to the injured Tao Xingyuan, while the rest formed a battle line yet didn't rush to push outward.
Even now with ten people on Lu Country's side, they were still far fewer than the Miti Allied Forces.
Since the dragon-headed monsters were fiercely attacking the other side, it was naturally unnecessary for Rikoku Cultivators to barge into the battlefield, so they quickly communicated via transmission.
"These dragon-headed monsters are stupidly fixated; once they target an enemy, they're unlikely to change. We can sit back and watch the tiger fight to weaken our opponents' strength," Li Minghu calmly said. "The stairs to the upper levels are in the center; crossing the battlefield will draw the monsters' attention. There's no need for us to share their firepower."
"No," Yan Yu said leisurely. "We must head to the upper level as quickly as possible."