This was no longer a battle of mortals.
This was a clash of Saints, a struggle between Golden Immortals, the ultimate slaughter of the Prehistoric Era's highest Dao powers.
So-called mortal armies, armored soldiers, and battle formations were like fireflies before the bright moon, ants gazing upon heavenly might in the face of such a confrontation. They were not even qualified to draw near. Should the slightest aftershock sweep over them, their entire armies would be annihilated, body and soul destroyed.
"When immortals fight, mortals retreat!"
The generals within the army shouted themselves hoarse as they gave the order.
The hundreds of thousands of Xiqi soldiers did not dare linger for even a moment. They withdrew with their spears in hand, broke camp, and retreated in a tide from the battlefield around Linjie Pass, pulling back over a million li away. From there, they only dared watch from afar as this ultimate battlefield prepared to overturn heaven and earth.
In but a few moments.
The vast Linjie Pass was completely cleared of mortal presence.
The dust and clamor dispersed, and the human world withdrew.
Between heaven and earth, only the frigid, murderous aura of the Immortal Dao remained.
The immortals of the Chan Sect stood before their formation, jade light gleaming and immortal bearing solemn. The Western Two Saints stood on the other side with Buddhism's Venerables, Golden Lotuses hanging down and Buddha Light heavy, concealing an intent to suppress and devour.
The Three Realms' greatest immortals and Buddhas had all assembled here in formation, confronting one another.
The Interception Sect held the line, with ten thousand immortals standing solemnly.
The final battle of God Conferment had officially begun.
In the direction of Jiepai Pass, heaven and earth crumbled. Saintly might swept through the Eight Wildernesses, while Immortal Light and