"Old Xu, it's almost dark, and you're still here on duty?"
Border battlefield.
Beside a massive teleportation array in the Primordial Evil Realm camp.
A brawny and imposing figure suddenly appeared, approaching the middle-aged man in white.
These two were both Tier Ten Lords responsible for guarding the rear base of the camp.
Nearby, countless high-tier lords were gathered, having been teleported from various places, and white light continuously emanated from the teleportation array.
All were teleported to reinforce the battlefield.
"You just went through a great battle today, why aren't you resting properly instead of coming here?"
The lord called Old Xu glanced at the man and replied indifferently.
