Three months after the Zhua Immortal Bell rang.
The draft order for the war, as promised, arrived.
The master and disciples of the Body Transformation Dao gathered to discuss their strategy.
Li Fan wanted to join quietly, but he was sternly dragged away by Master Tianyang.
He could only vaguely overhear the conversation from outside the door.
"What the hell is this draft order, why should we care! Those big sects have members numbering in the thousands or tens of thousands, they can afford to send some people."
"We Body Transformation Dao only have this many people, and they want us on the front lines? On what basis?"
...
The second senior brother's stance was consistent.
And the final outcome was the same as Li Fan's previous experiences.
The eldest senior brother was the first to go to war.
Before leaving, everyone bid farewell in tears.
Li Fan asked his big brother who he was going to fight.
