The rain gradually accumulated, flooding the battlefield and causing everyone to stand in the water. The members of the Allied Army all widened their eyes in surprise, staring at the bald Taoist on the altar who was still casting spells, who would have thought such a figure could possess such mana.
"Haha, the outside is in such a state, we can only imagine what the city looks like inside, it probably won't take long for it to be submerged by water," Han Shanyuan said, revealing a delighted smile as he spoke loudly.
The surrounding feudal lords also showed joyful smiles, in their eyes the civilians within the city meant nothing, as long as they could achieve victory, even if all the civilians were to die, what did it matter to them.
Only Wang Tao showed a worried expression, for he knew that standing behind Great Chu was an Immortal with divine mana. Did the Taoist dare to act so recklessly without fear of the Immortal intervening?
