Judging the number of divine seats' protectees by military merit instantly made everyone give it their all, not daring to hold anything back. The various factions also gathered their fellow cultivators on their own side. Take Jade-Soaking Island, for example: Shan Ting formed a small team with Li Xuan and Luo Xiaobing to lure the enemy into an ambush and carry out a decapitation strike.
Military merit was, of course, divided according to the proof of the rank of the generals they had captured. The specifics would naturally depend on the spoils they brought back.
The great battle continued for nearly a day and a night, killing until heaven and earth dimmed. None of the seven major factions would yield an inch.
Their hands had gone numb from slaughter. I worked to recover my immortal power while using the Gathering Immortals Formation to sustain the illusion's activation, so things went fairly smoothly for me. Still, no matter how good one's luck was, when it met someone whose luck was not bad either, trouble was bound to arise.
Take the present moment. A general clad in azure-gold armor charged out of the mist with a spear and stopped in front of me. After finding me, he pointed his dragon-carved spear at me. "You're the mastermind behind this operation! After killing so many of my generals, did you really think I wouldn't be able to find you?"
"Heh heh, are you the commander-in-chief of this attack on the Ancient City Sea Region? You were tricked into coming here to fight for a divine seat, and you don't think that makes you stupid enough already? And now you've come running here to die?" I sneered.
The general let out an angry roar and instantly appeared before me. His long spear thrust out in