The seven great armies, the Immortal Sect Fleet descended one after another in full.
Waves of vast, terrifying pressure spread across the cosmic starry sky, freezing this stretch of heaven and earth completely. Spatial turbulence was smoothed out, the shattered Heavenly Dao Rules rebuilt, and the Netherworld Gang Wind dispersed.
'Supreme Great Sun Sword Dao Soldiers…'
Yuan watched, somewhat silent, that force of merely a hundred and eight thousand.
This was one of the ultimate forms of Taoist Soldiers on the Immortal Path, the Imperial Guards of a True Immortal, merely a hundred and eight thousand in number, with not even a single Eight Tribulation Venerable among them, yet they had easily fought to a draw against the most elite race armies under the command of the four Eight Tribulation Venerable commanders. If the war continued, they might very well have defeated all the armies of the Heavenly Horse Star Domain Group on their own.
'Why?'
