Wang Wei immediately looked toward the sky, and, as expected, he saw a man with crimson hair, dark-gold armor, and a natural, flirtatious smile at the corner of his mouth, looking at him. An army of soldiers dressed in silver stood behind him, releasing a terrifying aura, but none of that mattered to Wang Wei.
"Hahaha, I can't believe you would be the one who saved my ass."
"Fate is unpredictable, isn't it?" Li Jun smiled.
"Indeed, it is," Wang Wei sighed.
"We'll catch up later. Let me first clean up this mess."
Under Li Jun's order, the soldiers behind immediately began cleaning up the endless zombies. Wang Wei was surprised as he watched them, not because their powers seemed to be the antithesis of the undead but also because there were more than half a dozen Saints under Li Jun's command. His shock was how powerful this army was. He had seen his fair share of elite legions — including from the Infinite Divine Court — but none of them came close to these silver-clad soldiers.
