The three-day deadline passed in the blink of an eye.
Outside Heaven Dou City, banners blotted out the sky, and Soul Power surged like a tide. The massive allied army assembled by the Continental Guardian Alliance had already formed up. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Lower Four Sects, the major Soul Master academies, and the empire's elite legions formed a vast force of over ten thousand. Their gathered Soul Power fluctuations made even the clouds churn overhead.
Ning Fengzhi stood before the formation, dressed in an immaculate sect master's robe, his expression solemn. At his side, Sword Douluo Chen Xin held the Seven Kill Sword in his arms, his gaze sharp as an eagle's; Bone Douluo Gu Rong stood tall, his aura as steady as a mountain; Poison Douluo Dugu Bo swept his jade-green eyes across the surroundings, carrying a trace of cold killing intent. These three Titled Douluo would serve as the spearhead of the central army.
"Fellow comrades!" Ning Fengzhi's voice rang clearly across the entire army through a Soul Guidance amplifier. "The Holy Spirit Cult has turned morality on its head, and the evil god seeks to destroy the world. This battle is not for one sect or one nation, but for all living beings on the continent! Ahead lies the bitterly cold Extreme North, a place of mortal peril—and the battlefield that will decide our fate! We Soul Masters cultivate our souls and temper our spirits. What do we seek? Today is the day to put the path of guardianship into practice!"
His voice was not impassioned, yet it carried an undeniable strength and a sense of tragic resolve that deeply moved everyone present.
"Protect the continent! Exterminate the fiends!"
"Follow Sect Master Ning! We swear to fight to the death!"
Thunderous roars shot