The heroes at this oath-swearing assembly were all bursting with excitement. After all, war sometimes brought new opportunities and wealth with it. Which immortal household didn't carry its own treasures when venturing outside? If everyone swarmed in at once, what would the final result be? Just imagining it was enough to set them ablaze with excitement. ? ??
Watching their feverish enthusiasm, I felt a trace of worry in my heart, but it was still far better than having a dispirited army. Yet some things couldn't be won through anticipation alone. The Demon God Realm certainly knew how formidable the Sacred Dao warships were. Back then, Prince Jin had been held hostage here and had personally witnessed the Sacred Dao warships' devastating firepower.
Now that the Rogue Cultivators and immortals from every faction had arrived, and my wife had spoken up to stir everyone's morale, the next step was to summon the Eight Direction Ghost Emperors and discuss how we should fight.
The eight Sacred Dao warships were each led by one of the Eight Direction Ghost Emperors. Since I also held the identity of the Tuming Ghost Emperor, my ship represented Tuming Mountain and served as the Ghost Emperor's flagship. What distinguished this flagship from the other Sacred Dao warships was that both its semi-reverse-power magnetic-field generator and its Annihilating Star Cannon had undergone deep modifications.
Moreover, each warship bore the distinctive features of its own faction. The red warship painted with fierce ghosts that had charged at the very front earlier was Dutu Ghost Emperor's Red Silk Imperial Daughter, representing the forces of the Ghost Gate.
As for the flagship, because of the fully upgraded reverse-power magnetic-field generator, its pitch-black hull was not visible. In truth, its left side was painted with a gigantic Dragon-Slaying Saber, while its