Tianli Sect encampment, Red Rock Continent.
More than thirty Heavenly Vessels rose into the air. The martial artists were fully prepared, standing aboard the vessels with blades and swords gleaming coldly, murderous intent surging skyward.
High in the sky, Transcendent Realm martial artists stood on their flying swords, while True Man Realm experts stood atop the clouds as though immortals had descended.
In the distance, Transcendent Realm experts patrolled from time to time, guarding against Mechanical Empire spies slipping in.
It could be said that the army slept on their weapons, ready to fight at any moment.
"What is the Mechanical Empire doing?"
Mo Xinghe stood aboard the central Heavenly Vessel serving as the command post, his brows drawn tight as he gazed into the distance.
"Latest intelligence: the Mechanical Empire army has reached Wind Splitter Plateau. It is estimated that they will arrive at the battlefield in another hour!" The Transcendent Realm martial artist in charge of intelligence hurried forward to report.
"So slow!"
Mo Xinghe frowned, a trace of puzzlement appearing on his face.
"Yes! At the speed of the Mechanical Empire's starships, they should have reached us in no more than half an hour. Why are they dawdling along like this?"
"I suspect the Mechanical Empire must be plotting something. At this crawling pace, when will they ever arrive?"
Several True Persons beside Mo Xinghe discussed the matter, all wearing puzzled expressions.
"Senior Brother Mo, the Mechanical Empire is attacking Red Rock City. Since their main army has not yet arrived, should we send some people to reinforce them? If too many divine halls are destroyed, it will be detrimental to us as well!"
At that moment, a True Person made the suggestion to Mo Xinghe.
"No!"
Mo Xinghe's face darkened. His gaze swept over the man.