[A pair of expectant eyes gathered on Xiang Ji.]
["Xia!"]
["Xia!"]
["Great Xia!"]
[The soldiers shouted, each battle cry causing the misty wall to tremble, and five thousand-foot battle spirits suddenly manifested!]
[Form up!]
[True Martial Lord wielding a spirit weapon, resolutely turned and walked towards the misty wall!]
["Kill!!"]
[Behind, the Human Race coalition slammed into the misty wall like a furious tide.]
[Ji is a prominent name from the Martial Arts Hall, hailing from thirteen martial ancestors of the Human Race's barbaric era, Ji Yao softly said, "Cyan King, everyone under the Jiuying Dynasty can't hold out for long, please follow me."]
[Xiang Ji silently realized from the conversations of the Martial Arts Hall's leaders that retrieving the Supreme Divine Weapon: Xia Cauldron couldn't necessarily repair the Celestial Vault.]
