The newly advanced Body Integration Realm cultivators all looked toward the floating Saint-tier Magic Tools.
Blazing battle intent ignited in their eyes, and confidence filled their hearts. Their former fear of the Spirit Realm powerhouses was gone.
"Domain Lord, Night Owl requests permission to fight!"
Night Owl was the first to step forward. This time, he would prove that he would never again be useless.
Mo Wentian followed close behind, Sword Qi surging around him. "Domain Lord, Mo Wentian is willing to serve as the vanguard!"
He wanted those Spirit Realm Envoys to see that the swords of Xuantian Continent cultivators were no less sharp.
"Lin Bingchun requests permission to fight!"
"Ye Moyuan requests permission to fight!" ...
More than thirty Body Integration Realm cultivators stepped forward in unison, their momentum vast and majestic, their voices shaking the heavens.
The eight Spirit Realm Envoys kneeling on the ground were thunderstruck. The cultivators of Xuantian Continent had truly risen to their feet. They were no longer the lower-realm ants in the Spirit Realm Envoys' eyes.
Seeing the battle intent in everyone's eyes, Chen Ze felt heroic fervor rise within him. "Good! Cultivators of our Xuantian Continent should possess such an unstoppable spirit! A true man, born amid chaotic times, should carry a three-foot sword and establish an everlasting achievement."
"Three days. Three days from now, I want to see a fully armed Body Integration Realm army."
These three days were not only for the newly advanced Body Integration Realm cultivators to improve themselves, but also to give him a little time.
Three days were enough for him to break through to the late stage of the Body Integration Realm. This battle would certainly end with an overwhelming victory over every Spirit Realm Envoy.
In this battle, he would release the emotions