"Ancestral Master, didn't Mister Jiang already agree to help?"
On the way back to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Jin Sidao could not help asking the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist upon seeing his frown, "Mister Jiang always fulfills his promises, and he would not be going back on his word since he said that he would help."
Respect toward Jiang He filled his eyes.
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist flashed a pained smile. "The kid is certainly peerless in power, but his cultivation is limited and is merely a True Immortal. Even if he had the power to counter the Golden Immortals, the Hundred Races would not mobilize less than three hundred Golden Immortals once they invade, not to mention their millions of True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals. How is Jiang He supposed to stop them?"
Sigh!
