A few days ago, Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang sent two Junior Brothers back to the mountain to request for reinforcements, but actually, they did not hold much hope.
If everything went well, then that would be the best. The Elders of Spirit Sword Sect and the other powerhouses in the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals would come to support them. When the time comes, no matter how high the methods of the demon was, they would all become like scattered ashes and dispersed smoke.
Previously, Wang Lu was unable to judge his opponent's cards, so he did not dare to expand the scale of the war. Now that the black tide had been suppressed, there was no scruple anymore.
