Upon hearing this, Yu Zhenghai's eyes brightened. He hastily said, "If that's truly him, I want to meet him! Wise brother, I'll be back!" As soon as he finished speaking, he prepared to fly out of the flying chariot.
Si Wuya quickly grabbed Yu Zhenghai's arm before he said, "Eldest Senior Brother, we should prioritize the bigger picture here."
At this moment, the Nether Sect was about to completely conquer Yu Province. They had the upper hand. Although their momentum was akin to running a hot knife through butter, there were many elites hiding inside the Divine Capital. Nobody could say when an elite would suddenly show up. When that time comes, without an Eight-leaf cultivator such as Yu Zhenghai taking charge, the tides of the battle could be reversed. The eight great generals of the Divine Capital and the elites who lived in the Divine Capital were no pushovers. With Yu Zhenghai here, they could rest assured.
