September could not help but ask, “Forefather, isn’t this time too short? 10 days... 10 days, we might not even know the terrain clearly.”
The giant bamboo marquis said in a deep voice, “That iron eater tribe defected to the human race, isn’t it too reckless? This is the clan’s fate! If the clan is easily exterminated, don’t you think our clan is worried?”
Jiu Yue was speechless.
“But...”
“No buts!”
Ju Zhu Hou interrupted him, “The lower realm is the business of the lower realm, the upper realm is the business of the upper realm, and the lower realm participating in the war is only two immortal soul third level cultivators. The ten thousand races will not easily touch us. Our race is not weak!”
He looked at Su Yu, “If Emperor Yu can do it, I will not go back on my words. My race will listen to you! If you can’t do it, don’t come again!”
