Ling Yun's decree was like a boulder cast into a still lake, stirring towering waves within the Continental Guardian Alliance. Forces from every side began operating with unprecedented efficiency. The gears of war started to mesh, releasing a deep, resolute rumble.
In Heaven Dou City, the Alliance's temporary central command headquarters, established by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, was brightly lit and bustling with activity. Ning Fengzhi held the center, relying on his exceptional coordination skills and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's intelligence network spanning the continent to issue precise orders one after another. Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong began adjusting their conditions and honing their edges, ready to plunge into the cruelest battles at any moment.
Yet Ling Yun himself quietly left Heaven Dou City the day after issuing his orders, without alerting anyone. He knew well that when facing a venomous snake lurking in the shadows like the Holy Spirit Cult, simply pressing forward with a massive army would not only be inefficient, but could also alert the enemy—or even lead them into a trap. He needed a pair of eyes, or perhaps a sharp blade, to penetrate the most dangerous area in advance and uncover the enemy's true strength.
His first target was the "Misty Rift Valley" on the southwestern border of the Star Luo Empire. Compared to the bitter cold and known dangers of the Extreme North, this region, shrouded year-round in strange mist and wracked by chaotic spatial fluctuations, was even more mysterious and unpredictable. It was also more easily exploited by the Holy Spirit Cult to conceal its true core stronghold.
Ling Yun pushed his speed to the limit, his body becoming a nearly invisible wisp of blue smoke as he swept over mountains and rivers. Several days