The Great Daoist Master's Gift
Editor: Atlas Studios
At the side of the Heavenly River, the Water Army was operating the array formation on the Heavenly River. The two deputy commanders were supervising from the side.
"Brother Yi, when can we bring troops to the demons' territory to show off?"
Due to the fact that the Heavenly River Navy was under the control of the Water God, the Water God usually did not care about this matter. The authority was actually in the hands of the deputy commanders.
Bian Zhuang held a spirit herb in his mouth and lay on the gentle slope of the green grass by the river. He placed his hands behind his head and asked casually with a lazy expression.
Ao Yi, who was meditating at the side, did not open his eyes. He replied casually, "Half a month ago, during the meeting in the Hall of Enlightenment, the Sect Master and General Dongmu had already set up a stalling technique. If we don't drag the demons down, we should not have a chance to attack."
"I see… Phew…"