With an ancestor backing them and a grand formation holding the field, the Star Sword Domain disciples faced enemies several times their number, yet their spirit of fighting with their backs to the river was instead ignited, their eyes blazing with battle fever.
Coupled with the massive casualties brought by the fighting, the Spiritfall Storm had been stirred. Every spirit cultivator present gained, more or less, some Spirit Essence or insight into Dao Essence.
Battle was the most crucial gateway to growth and breakthroughs, something that secluded meditation behind closed doors could never achieve.
Three breaths after Feng Qianjin's words fell, the originally chaotic Star Warship formation began to rearrange itself, seemingly truly setting up the Thousand Peaks Star-Dipper Formation.
"Warships from every peak of the Azure Heaven Sword Domain, heed my command! Activate our Sword Domain warship defenses! Spare no effort, count no losses! Ram and sink their warships at once!" Yun Xuange raised the Sword Master Token high. All the surrounding warships followed suit, crashing thunderously into the enemy vessels!
"The myriad races of the Myriad Races Ancestral Land, heed the command of your High Clan Chief! Activate your clan warships at once to intercept the warships of the Azure Heaven Sword Domain raiders! Count no losses, spare no effort!" Zi Ying did not hesitate in the slightest. This was a fight to the death—how could anyone still care about costs and losses now?
The nearest secondary warships collided in an instant. Countless fragments, large and small, rained down from the sky. Some snapped trees in half; others smashed mountain rocks apart before rolling to the ground.
Countless clouds of dust immediately rose from the mountains, throwing the entire scene into chaos.
In the sky, more than a dozen warships collided in the blink of an eye. Though