After the Shouyang Dao Discussion, the entirety of Soaring Sky Pass was swept up in a fervent atmosphere.
The final battle was imminent!
That fact alone left no one daring to slack off.
Strong experts from the surviving sects in the rear, leading countless low-level cultivators, poured toward Soaring Sky Pass in an unending stream.
It was not only Nascent Soul Upper Sects. Large numbers of Golden Core Sects, and even some Foundation Establishment Stage factions unfit to grace the stage, were included in the conscription.
The number of cultivators in Soaring Sky Pass and the Soaring Sky Five Regions had already plummeted below ten million after the previous battle that breached the city.
Yet with tens of thousands replenishing their ranks each day, their numbers swelled wildly once more like an inflated ball.
Even on the Mingyuan Sect's side, the number of low-level cultivators below the Nascent Soul Realm had unknowingly reached one hundred thousand!
So many cultivators were stationed within Soaring Sky Pass and the five nearby regions, where they began building defensive works and array fortresses, quietly awaiting the Demon Race army's attack.
The reason they waited to defend rather than took the initiative to attack was easy enough to understand.
In terms of numbers, the Human Race was at an absolute disadvantage. Once the battlefield spread too wide, they would be forced into a situation where the few fought the many. It was far too dangerous.
But after the Mingyuan Sect entered the war, their high-end combat strength—especially their Nascent Soul True Persons—had begun to outnumber the Demon Race.
Moreover, with the great killing weapon that was their arrays in hand, waiting for the enemy to throw themselves at their doorstep was undoubtedly the best choice.
"Crane Emperor, you are too courteous."
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