As the eldest disciple of the Sacred Dynasty, Sun Erlang governed all matters of the Sacred Dynasty whenever the Holy Emperor was absent. Naturally, no one raised any objections to his pre-battle summary and mobilization.
After lurking within the white mist for several more days, a streak of light cut across the vast sky and flew into the Puxian True Boat.
It was a transmission that had arrived from an unknown origin.
Sun Erlang narrowed his eyes as he examined it, his spirit jolting with vigor. "We have confirmed intelligence. Tomorrow, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals will launch a campaign to retake Jiushan Province. At the same time, to deter the Five Elders Association, they will initiate small-scale skirmishes across multiple bordering provinces..."
Upon hearing this, the eyes of everyone from the Sacred Dynasty lit up. "The Alliance is making an even bigger move than we anticipated!"
"Let them fight! The harder they fight, the better!"
With a shift of Sun Erlang's thoughts, a colossal orb of light depicting a map of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals' territory materialized instantly before them.
"The moment the Alliance's battle to retake Jiushan erupts will be the hour our Sacred Dynasty's great army marches."
"Until then, none of you may act rashly."
Even as Sun Erlang spoke, he coordinated with Ou Shangtian to activate the Puxian True Boat's internal lockdown array.
"Before the decisive battle, I also have a top-secret matter to announce. This concerns the victory or defeat of this entire war and must under no circumstances be leaked. Therefore, during this period, this warship must be placed under complete lockdown. Entry is permitted, but none may leave, and all external communications will be severed."
"I ask for your understanding," Sun Erlang said calmly.
A flicker of surprise passed through everyone's eyes. They could not fathom what sort of confidential intelligence warranted such extreme caution.
Sun Erlang closed his eyes and waited.
Under this grim and solemn atmosphere, the Puxian True Boat sank into absolute silence.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Sun Erlang suddenly opened his eyes.
"The Alliance has made its move."
"Now, it is our turn."
Sun Erlang abruptly stood, bowed deeply toward the empty void ahead, and declared, "Disciple greets Master!"
Everyone aboard the flying boat was startled. Looking in the direction of Sun Erlang's bow, they saw the figure of the Holy Emperor descend beneath an expanse of starlight.
"We welcome the Holy Emperor!" everyone bowed and cried in unison.
Even though it was merely an illusory projection rather than his true self in person, none dared show the slightest disrespect.
The Holy Emperor offered no grand, empty platitudes, only stating in a deep voice, "In this battle, the Sacred Dynasty is destined to prevail."
With a sweep of his hand, the Holy Emperor's phantom dissolved into speckles of starlight, flying into the bodies of every cultivator present.
*Boom!*
Every individual felt as if they had transformed into a planet, transported into a boundless sea of stars.
They revolved ceaselessly around that immense star at the center, which blazed like the celestial sun.
Even more wondrous was that a vast stellar power seemed to echo throughout this astral sea, linking everyone together like a woven astral net.
Even without words or divine sense, they could communicate freely through the mere flow of their thoughts.
They also discovered that the stars in the astral sea encompassed far more than just the group currently aboard the Puxian True Boat.
There were even greater numbers of grassroots officers of the Sacred Dynasty who were already lurking across every province of the Alliance.
"I announce the following deployments," Sun Erlang's voice resonated through the astral sea.
"Wang Xuanba and Senior Qiaogong shall lead the First and Third Corps, responsible for laying siege to the hundred and thirty provinces in the eastern Alliance."
"Ou Shangtian and Ou Daozi shall lead the Second and Ninth Corps, responsible for the hundred and twenty-six provinces in the southern Alliance."
"Su Yuqing and Senior Baihua shall lead the Fifth Corps alongside the Myriad Realms Coalition Army to assault the hundred and fifty-four provinces in the western Alliance."
...
As Sun Erlang issued each deployment order, Wang Xuanba and the others felt their positions within the astral sea shift rapidly. Once settled into their brand-new astral domains, they simultaneously established connections with the other stars in their respective zones.
With a slight stir of thought, detailed information regarding the primary commanders of the legions under their charge surfaced clearly in their minds.
"Our operational objective is primarily to capture the Heavenly Cities of each province. If other cultivation clans and factions within the provinces resist, sweep them aside in passing. If they choose to watch from the sidelines, you may ignore them for the time being."
"When battle commences, the Tianxuan Mirror channels and teleportation arrays across all provinces of the Alliance will be paralyzed..."
"Here are the formation schematics for the Alliance Heavenly Cities' protective grand arrays. Breach them according to the annotations in the schematics, and those defenses will be as good as nonexistent to us. If they activate backup formations, I will transmit the methods to crack their flaws at the first opportunity."
...
Information was transmitted in an orderly and systematic manner. As those present reviewed the intelligence in their hands, their excitement mounted.
Not only were there rosters of the primary defending cultivators in each province, but their respective cultivation realms, combat prowess, and even the cultivation methods they practiced were noted with absolute clarity.
The backgrounds of their opponents had been stripped completely bare.
Meanwhile, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals knew next to nothing about them.
How could they lose this battle?
No wonder Sun Erlang had been so cautious earlier. The intelligence in their hands could only have been leaked by the Alliance's highest echelons.
Yet the shock Sun Erlang brought was not over.
"The astral net you see before you is the manifestation of the Holy Emperor's mighty power. Beyond basic communication, you can harness the Holy Emperor's might to instantly translocate to one another's presence."
"Make full use of this advantage: outnumber your foes and defeat them in detail."
The brilliant star at the center of the astral sea suddenly flared with blinding radiance, bathing the countless surrounding stars in its glow.
In an instant, the various methods of utilizing the Holy Emperor's mighty power appeared in detail within everyone's minds.
Once again, they could not help but marvel at the Holy Emperor's greatness.
...
While the pre-war general council was underway, within the Lingxu Realm:
"There won't be any issues, will there?" Xiaoqing and Xiaohong looked at the pattern etched into the clearing ahead, which resembled a turning wheel.
"Rest assured, seniors. When I, Cui Shaojiang, take action, it is guaranteed to be foolproof!" a young man wearing a round blue cap smiled and promised.
Cui Shaojiang forced out a drop of his own blood essence and flicked it toward the clearing ahead.
Once the blood essence merged into the wheel on the ground, slender threads of blood-red light erupted. They shot swiftly into the sky and vanished from sight.
"Alas, in the Beast Taming Sect today, I am the only one left who possesses this unique skill," Cui Shaojiang explained, shaking his head with an air of self-satisfaction.
Xiaoqing and Xiaohong looked at the wheel pattern on the ground with some skepticism. They did not sense any binding or restraining force from it whatsoever.
Sensing their distrust, Cui Shaojiang patiently explained, "The Beast Taming Sect of today is not what it once was. Following the great calamity back then, we migrated here. Over the subsequent millennium, we gradually abandoned traditional methods of beast taming and turned instead to the art of Beast-Spirit Integration."
As Cui Shaojiang spoke, the round blue cap atop his head suddenly seemed to come alive, sprouting two round, beady black eyes that sized up Xiaoqing and Xiaohong.
Even though they had already learned a bit about the Beast Taming Sect's circumstances, seeing it with their own eyes still left Xiaoqing and Xiaohong incredulous.
In their perception, there were not two separate auras of beast and human; from start to finish, only a single person stood before them.
"Control not through technique, but integrate through spirit. This was a breakthrough achieved by our Beast Taming Sect's ancestors after studying the Beast Taming Wheel. Speaking of which, Senior Xu Ke deserves some of the credit for this." Stroking the top of his head, Cui Shaojiang allowed the round blue cap to return to normal.
"I digress. Returning to this Beast Taming Wheel—the replica Senior Xu Ke sent over is indeed exceptional. Augmented by a thousand years of technical accumulation from our Beast Taming Sect, it is sufficient to unleash the power of the true Beast Taming Wheel of antiquity and summon Di Sanmo here..."
A glimmer of excitement flashed through Cui Shaojiang's eyes. "We hold immense expectations for this legendary beast of wisdom. If we could achieve spirit-integration with him..."
Cui Shaojiang's gaze drifted casually beyond the clearing. Out there, the Beast Taming Sect had long since laid down an inescapable net.
The entire Beast Taming Sect's memory of this exotic beast—who had abandoned the sect and departed without a word—had not faded with time. If anything, it had grown deeply etched into their bones.
Thus, when Xiaoqing and Xiaohong arrived bearing the replica of the Beast Taming Wheel to lobby them, both sides hit it off immediately.
On the ground, the red light flailed like living claws and fangs. The wheel pattern trembled faintly, as if ready to leap from the earth at any moment.
Cui Shaojiang narrowed his eyes. He sensed that Di Sanmo had taken the bait.
...
Alliance Headquarters.
Waiting while feigning a tour through the premises, Xu Ke and Master Yin suddenly noticed that the Museum of Divine Collections seemed to grow slightly brighter in an instant.
The faint, oppressive weight resting on their hearts vanished as well.
"Third Grandpa has departed," Xu Ke immediately concluded.
"Then do we strike now?" Master Yin asked, eager to act.
"Wait a little longer. Wait for the Holy Emperor's side..."
"The breakthroughs made by the Beast Taming Sect over these years astonished even me. Choosing to withdraw at the very onset of the calamity back then to preserve a vast pool of talent was truly worthwhile," Xu Ke said.
"Fine, waiting is fine; a moment or two makes no difference. Oh, come look at this..."
Master Yin pulled Xu Ke over to a display.
Xu Ke looked closely and saw an oddly shaped golden tree.
Its leaves were entirely triangular, and its trunk was densely carved with little figures interacting in various postures.
"This thing isn't an ancient relic of the Xuanhuang Realm, is it?" After observing it for a moment, Xu Ke spoke with an odd expression.
"Of course not. It comes from my homeland."
"Or rather, the homeland of the piece of remnant consciousness that was most intact."
"I originally thought not even dregs remained of that place. I never expected that its most important Golden Tree would be preserved here in this Museum of Divine Collections," Master Yin said wistfully.
"Does this tree... hold some hidden secret?" Knowing Master Yin would never reminisce about the past without reason, Xu Ke's interest was piqued, and he asked.
Master Yin chuckled. "In our world, the sky had neither sun nor moon. The entire world's light relied upon this single Golden Tree. Even the conception of all life originated beneath it. As you can see, those carvings on the tree are the imprints left by humans interacting beneath it over countless years."
"Though the world was destroyed, as long as this tree exists, roughly one-third of the world's origin power remains preserved."
Xu Ke began to understand, then asked with slight surprise, "You have a way to detonate the energy within this tree?"
Master Yin scratched his scalp, smiling without a word.
"You're willing to part with it? That was your homeland. If this tree is preserved intact, once the Holy Emperor conquers the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals headquarters, you could ask him to step in. It might not be impossible to recreate that world," Xu Ke said.
Master Yin let out a cold snort. "Everyone is dead. Even if the world were restored, what would be the point? Am I supposed to transform into their appearances and put on a one-man show?"
"Let it blow, then."
Xu Ke responded with a smile.
As the two spoke, they suddenly felt the ground beneath their feet tremble gently. Exchanging glances, they looked up toward the outside of the Museum of Divine Collections. Though their vision could not penetrate the walls, they could faintly sense that a tremendous upheaval had descended upon the Xuanhuang Realm.
Their perception was not mistaken.
At this moment, a wondrous spectacle was unfolding across the canopy of the Xuanhuang Realm.
The firmament, which had been bathed in ten thousand miles of clear light, suddenly dimmed as if night had fallen.
The celestial sun vanished.
Speckles of starlight lit up across the heavens.
Amidst the glittering stars, a bright moon rose.
Yet very quickly, Xuanhuang cultivators discovered that this "bright moon" was even more luminous than the original sun.
As the gigantic jade disc drew steadily closer, the Xuanhuang Realm brightened once more.
Cultivators looked up into the sky and discovered that towering within this bright moon were countless high towers.
It was clearly an entirely separate world!
After a brief mental blankness, countless thoughts instantly surged through the minds of the Xuanhuang cultivators.
"Could this be the legendary Xuan Immortal Boat?"
"Has the Xuan Immortal Boat launched an attack?"
"I heard the Alliance went to war with the Five Elders Association. Could this be a surprise raid by the Five Elders Association?"
"Stay on high alert!"
...
Anything anomalous was an omen of disaster.
Since they were currently in a state of war preparedness, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals' response was remarkably swift.
The protective grand arrays of every provincial Heavenly City activated immediately, and alarms rang out across the heavens.
Some cultivators transformed into streaks of white light, flying straight toward the lunar world in the sky to investigate.
Yet despite appearing close enough to touch, that scouting cultivator could not reach it no matter how hard he flew.
It was as if an insurmountable celestial abyss lay between them.
As the Alliance stood ready for battle, several beams of bright light shone down from the bright moon.
The moonlight was like blades, stabbing precisely into the borders of the four central provinces of the Alliance: Tianyu, Tianchen, Tianshu, and Tianquan.
The skies above the Alliance's four central provinces seemed instantly coated in a silver sheen, turning illusory and blurred.
Yet aside from that, there appeared to be no other abnormality.
After waiting cautiously for a long time, the cultivators of the Alliance's four central provinces reached this conclusion.
Soon, however, they realized they were mistaken.
"The teleportation arrays aren't working! We're locked down!"
"Communication talismans won't work either!"
"We've lost contact with the other provinces! But we can still reach Alliance Headquarters!"
"What did the higher-ups say? Telling us to act as we see fit? The enemy has struck right at our doorstep! Damn it all!"
The four provinces instantly fell into turmoil.
Cultivators with fiery tempers flew directly to the provincial borders enveloped in silver light, attempting to breach the blockade.
Under the illumination of the silver light, the white mist barrier took on an even more sacred and solemn aura.
Steeling their courage, cultivators charged headlong into the white mist.
They had braced themselves to lose several years of their lifespans, but the scene that greeted them upon entering the white mist left them dumbfounded.
The instant they crossed the border, the white mist filling their vision vanished.
In its place was a boundless starry sky.
It was as though they had truly been cast into the void outside the Xuanhuang Realm—pitch-black and freezing cold.
In the distance, countless brilliant stars could be faintly seen twinkling from time to time.
The cultivators stood dazed. When they tried to turn back, they found the path they had come from was gone.
Thinking it was an illusion, they unleashed sword arts and spells in succession, yet failed to stir even the slightest ripple in the starry expanse.
Attempting teleportation and spatial transit techniques proved equally useless.
Instead, as their internal spiritual energy depleted, the freezing stellar environment slowly began to erode their sanity.
Helpless, the cultivators could only pick a direction and fly ceaselessly, attempting to escape the confines of this starry sky.
What they did not know was that the sea of stars was infinite; without the proper method, even a lifetime of flying would not allow them to leave.
Outside the grand array, cultivators continued to step into the moonlit border.
Yet the array was like a bottomless abyss, swallowing them all.
Nascent Soul, Soul Formation, even Dao Integration—regardless of cultivation, all who entered met the same fate: none returned.
After a round of probing, the cultivators of the Alliance's four provinces were thoroughly intimidated.
Alliance Headquarters also finally issued an emergency order, prohibiting the cultivators of the four provinces from senselessly throwing their lives away.
Several rainbow streaks traversed the provinces and arrived at the moonlit border of Tianquan Province.
Among them was none other than the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals' Chief of Formations, Lu Xichan.
"This formation..." Lu Xichan examined the moonlight shining upon the white mist barrier, shock welling in her eyes.
A white-robed young man beside her frowned and asked, "When can it be broken? Right now, we have lost all contact with the provinces outside the array."
"Not only have the teleportation arrays failed, but even the Tianxuan Mirror channels are completely blocked." Worry tinged the white-robed young man's voice.
This white-robed youth was none other than one of the Dharma Transmitters who formed the Alliance's core leadership: Dharma Transmitter Ren.
Lu Xichan dared not dally and replied, "This formation appears to draw down the mighty power of the astral sea, then employs infinite shifts of space-time to generate what is virtually a true starry sky..."
Dharma Transmitter Ren cut her off coldly, "When can you break the array?"
Lu Xichan's voice caught in her throat. After a long pause, she said, "The complexity of this formation is something I have never witnessed in my life. It will likely take at least fifteen days..."
Dharma Transmitter Ren said coldly, "I give you ten days."
With a cold snort, Dharma Transmitter Ren flickered and vanished, leaving behind only Lu Xichan and several formation masters from the Alliance's Formation Planning Hall.
Lu Xichan looked up at the starlight grand array blanketing them from above, cold sweat gradually trickling down her forehead.
The higher a formation master's attainments among those present, the deeper the despair in their eyes.
It was by no means that the Alliance's formation masters were incompetent.
Rather, the grand array laid down by the Holy Emperor this time vastly exceeded the current era.
It was founded upon the formation knowledge of several eras beyond Xuanhuang, accumulated and deduced across a hundred reincarnations by Li Fan using the Terminal Dissociation Disc, further integrated with the insights Li Fan—or rather, the Dissociation Disc—had gained from several immortal-grade formations.
After being imbued with the essences of these arrays, the Holy Emperor had drawn upon his enlightenment within the astral sea to deduce the formation to an even deeper level.
At this moment, within the bright moon that occupied nearly half the firmament above the Alliance's four provinces—the Sacred Dynasty of Daqi:
Countless subjects of Daqi gathered within the Sacred Heart Hall.
Facing the statue of the Holy Emperor, they knelt and prayed devoutly.
And in Shengjing City, beneath the Holy Emperor Throne:
Tens of thousands of second-generation You people created by him chanted the Holy Emperor's great virtue and merit.
The Sacred Dynasty's purple-gold qi blended seamlessly with golden origin essence.
Forming a faint purple-gold starlight, it departed Daqi's territory to sustain the operation of the grand array trapping the Alliance's four provinces.
This ultimate trapping array, christened by the Holy Emperor as the "Bright Moon Starlight Great Formation," was virtually indistinguishable from a true immortal-grade array. Li Ping believed that even if Chuanfa arrived in person, it would still take him some time to break it.
As for those inside the Alliance's four provinces wanting to breach it...
They would first have to ask whether he, the Holy Emperor of Mandate, consented.
Li Ping sat upon the Holy Emperor Throne, his gaze crossing the boundary of the two worlds to settle upon the territory of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals within the Xuanhuang Realm.
The Holy Emperor Throne—and indeed the entire city of Shengjing—had grown exceptionally quiet due to the outbreak of the war.
Maobao remained as it always was, lazily leaning against Li Ping's shoulder in slumber. It seemed that in this world, nothing could stir its interest aside from origin essence.
Beside Maobao, a figure appearing no larger than an eight- or nine-year-old child also stood at the Holy Emperor's side, staring intently at the Xuanhuang Realm below.
It was Tianyang.
At this moment, after being infused with vast quantities of origin essence and the combat memories of the Immortal Puppet Ancestor, his puppet body had undergone a earth-shattering transformation compared to before. His appearance and physique had reverted to how he looked in life, and an authentic aura of life had even been born within him.
His strength was unfathomable as he gazed down at the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals, awaiting the arrival of his opponent.
Below the Holy Emperor Throne, Daoist Yijue of the Crossing Adversity Sect had brought out every single paper figure in the entire sect.
The paper figures were reconstructing the ancient Crossing Adversity Sect's mountain gate right on the spot.
At the center of the architecture, a passage leading to an unknown destination seemed to open.
Though Daoist Yijue did not enter it himself, his eyes bulged and stretched outward without limit, probing deep into the passage.
"Rest assured, Holy Emperor. If so much as the wind blows or the grass stirs in the Xuanhuang Realm, this old Daoist will certainly spot it," Daoist Yijue said with a chuckle.
Li Ping paid Yijue no mind.
More than half of his gaze and attention was actually focused on the starry sky outside the Xuanhuang Realm.
There, he had already set layer upon layer of preparations, awaiting the descent of the Heavenly Physician and Chuanfa.
...
Outside the Bright Moon Starlight Great Formation covering the four central provinces of the Alliance:
The moment the Xuanhuang Realm's sky plunged into deep gloom and the Sacred Dynasty of Daqi descended alongside its star-like subordinate pocket worlds, drawing all the Alliance cultivators' attention, massive upheavals simultaneously erupted within the Heavenly Cities of every Alliance province.
Seeing the bright moon appear in the sky, Sun Luyuan felt as if a switch had been flipped in his mind. Without a single moment of hesitation, he issued the order directly to the dead soldiers he had prepared for many years.
At the cost of their own lives, these dead soldiers would detonate the formation restrictions implanted within their bodies inside the teleportation arrays and Tianxuan Mirrors of each province.
Sun Luyuan, who had achieved Dao Integration for many years and presided over a prominent cultivation clan, actually experienced a brief blankness in his mind after issuing this command.
His throat turned dry, his hands and feet icy cold.
Yet before fear could well up, he was somewhat stunned to discover that in some provinces, before his dead soldiers could even make their move, the Tianxuan Mirrors and teleportation arrays had already been destroyed ahead of time by someone else.
Understanding dawned in Sun Luyuan's heart. *An undertaking of such gravity naturally couldn't have been entrusted to me alone.*
Amidst the chaos, Sun Luyuan saw gigantic flying boats gleaming with golden light appear abruptly, like divine soldiers descending from heaven.
Before the Alliance cultivators could even react, the Heavenly Cities were already surrounded.
Bizarrely shaped puppets flew out from the vessels, discharging streaks of black light.
The Alliance Heavenly Cities' protective arrays, reputed to be impregnable, instantly became precarious, looking as though they could be breached at any moment.
*It seems the traitors within the Alliance might hold an even higher rank than I do.*
*Could it be that Chief Lu has defected as well?*
Sun Luyuan watched with narrowed eyes, feeling far more at ease.
*The promising juniors of my clan were arranged to leave the Alliance's four provinces ahead of time. As for the rest, I warned them in advance; hiding in their grottoes, they shouldn't be caught in the crossfire.*
*It's just a pity about Lu'er—I wasn't able to transfer him out beforehand.*
*Tianci seems to be in seclusion. His strength surpasses even mine, so there should be no need to worry about him either.*
As Sun Luyuan pondered, he saw the Alliance beginning to organize cultivators into ranks to resist. He could not help but snort coldly. "Now is the time for me to render meritorious service."
Taking great care, he altered his appearance and aura. Catching them off guard, Sun Luyuan attacked the Alliance's defensive formations from within. Coordinating with the Sacred Dynasty soldiers outside the Heavenly City, he swiftly secured victory.
As a talisman handwritten by the Holy Emperor was affixed to the forehead of the Statue of the Dharma-Transmitting Heavenly Venerable within the Heavenly City, it signified the total fall of the Alliance Heavenly City.
The first Alliance Heavenly City captured by the Sacred Dynasty had emerged.
Nandu Province.
Though this was partly because the province's garrison commander possessed only Soul Formation cultivation and its defenses were exceedingly weak, its significance remained immense.
Very quickly, through the Holy Emperor's might and the dissemination of the astral net, every soldier of the Sacred Dynasty learned of this.
Immensely encouraged, the Sacred Dynasty's troops redoubled their offensive.
The battle situation was far more favorable than anticipated.
The Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals had enjoyed peace for too long, and most of the regional combat forces had been deployed to the borders.
Coupled with the failure of the protective arrays they relied upon most for counterattacks, the Alliance was almost universally on the receiving end of a one-sided beating before the ferocious assault of the Sacred Dynasty's warriors.
Sun Erlang watched the map of the Alliance's territory before him rapidly shifting colors as victory reports arrived in succession, yet not the slightest joy appeared in his eyes.
He knew the current results were merely because the Alliance had been caught completely unprepared.
Once they regained their footing, that was when the true bitter struggle would begin.
"A Dao Integration cultivator has appeared in Liuguang Province! Blue Ice Immortal Venerable!"
"A Dao Integration enemy has also appeared in Yueyang Province! We have no intelligence on him! Repeating: the opponent's identity is unknown!"
...
Reading the battlefield transmissions pouring in and sensing the black-gold puppet in his mind, Sun Erlang pondered for a moment and refrained from acting rashly.
If they were merely ordinary Dao Integration cultivators, the forces currently allocated were sufficient to handle them.
He needed to wait until his true opponent revealed himself before taking action.
Furthermore...
Sun Erlang looked directly beneath the bright moon in the sky, at the location of the Alliance's four provinces.
The battles on the periphery were merely an appetizer.
The place that would truly decide victory or defeat was still right there.
Within his sea of consciousness, blue light flashed from the Dao Transforming Stone as Sun Erlang performed another deduction, striving to conclude the peripheral battles with minimal casualties.
*Master, I will not disappoint you,* Sun Erlang thought silently.
The Sacred Dynasty of Daqi won victory after victory, but the momentum was soon interrupted by an unexpected event.
In Luoyan Province, after Luoyan Heavenly City was breached, most of the Sacred Dynasty's forces transferred to other battlefields, leaving only a small contingent behind to guard it.
Yet from the wilderness outside Luoyan Province, a large host of cultivators suddenly emerged.
They did not attempt to reclaim Luoyan Heavenly City; after launching an ambush, they swiftly retreated.
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