Su Yun stood atop Yan Ziqi's formation diagram. All around them, tower ships flew their banners, millions upon millions of Spirit Scholars standing aboard as they sailed toward the Imperial Court.
The fleet formed by the tower ships became clouds that blotted out the sun, vast and mighty as they raced westward.
To the west, the setting sun hung perfectly round.
The sight was silent and magnificent.
Yet Su Yun's heart felt heavy. Though there were many Spirit Scholars aboard the surrounding ships, against the Calamity Ash Immortal army of the Oblivion River, they were merely a cup of water against a cartload of firewood.
These Spirit Scholars were generally in the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm. Even counting the Conquest Sage and Origin Dao realms, they were still merely Spirit Scholars, utterly incapable of resisting the Calamity Ash Immortals.
This was a journey doomed to defeat and destruction.
"Those two lightning pools must be destroyed..." he murmured.
Destroying the Imperial Court's lightning pool would not be difficult. Chai Chuxi controlled that pool. But destroying the lightning pool in Ming Tang Grotto-Heaven would be somewhat difficult. That was Baili Du's territory, and after so many years of management, it was surely where Emperor Hu had entrenched himself.
Trying to infiltrate that place and destroy the lightning pool would be exceedingly difficult!
However, that lightning pool was powered by the old god Wen Qiao. So long as he could contact Wen Qiao, perhaps he could destroy the Ming Tang lightning pool!
Even if they shattered both great lightning pools and allowed countless Spirit Scholars to become immortals, it would likely still be impossible to turn the tide.
First, their realms could not keep up. Even after becoming True Immortals, they could not cultivate into Golden Immortals in a short time and raise their