Li Ping'an wasn't in a hurry.
Even if the Heavenly Dao didn't permit it, he could still control one hundred and eighty Self-moving Immortal Armors. If it came down to it, he could just use them all in a suicide attack to test their power.
...
Meanwhile,
In the Demon Race's main camp,
Calamity Venerable slumped powerlessly into a stone chair.
Standing beside him, Daoist Mosquito also wore a helpless expression, unsure how to console the esteemed Venerable.
"Do these Asuras have a single-track mind?
"Ah, no, wrong, they have no brains at all—just swords stuffed inside their heads."
Calamity Venerable sighed,
"I told them to just test the waters, and they brought all their forces over.
"Is Xuanyuan Huangdi too tired to swing his sword, or is Cangjie's words not enough to crush a Great One Golden Immortal?
"These fellows are way too arrogant."
