Li Hao issued one command after another, and by now, the courtyard had emptied.
Upon hearing Xu Zhouyuan's voice, Li Hao looked over at him, saw his anxious expression, and smiled, "Senior, don't worry, Heavenly Gate Pass will be fine."
After finishing, he sat back down and said, "There's still time, let's finish this game of chess."
Xu Zhouyuan was stunned, looking at the youth who remained calm amidst imminent danger, he suddenly felt a sense of shame.
Although he wasn't a Martial Artist, he had lived for seventy years but still fell short of this youth's composure.
"Then I shall accompany the young marshal to finish this game."
Xu Zhouyuan took a deep breath and gathered his thoughts.
Meanwhile, outside Heavenly Gate Pass.
Seven hundred miles away, in a wilderness where giant trees touched the sky.
A vast group of Demons swept forward like a tidal wave, led by four Immortal Realm Great Demons.
