He swept his gaze across the overlords of every faction and loudly finalized the rules for resource allocation:
"During the preparations for this great war, should the Dao Alchemy Alliance face any shortage of resources or require any heavenly treasures, all of your factions must provide them in full. Hold nothing back. Keep nothing in reserve."
No one present objected. All silently accepted.
Every faction had its own calculations. With a great war approaching, high-grade medicinal pills were the foundation for preserving lives on the battlefield and the basis of one's strength.
By pooling their supplies for the Dao Alchemy Alliance to refine war-preparation pills, they could greatly reduce the casualties among their own cultivators. They could also use the chaos of the era to stockpile vast quantities of high-grade pills, thereby raising the overall cultivation of their forces. It was a guaranteed profit with no loss, so naturally, no one wished to oppose it.
With the situation settled, Gui Ying turned to Daoist Huo Rong once more and solemnly entrusted him with a task:
"Senior Huo Rong, I must trouble the elders and mighty experts of the Formation Masters Association to proceed to the territory a hundred miles outside Sin Domain City and lay down layer upon layer of linked killing formations."
"We will use the natural terrain and countless formations to set a heaven-shaking killing trap for those powerful enemies invading from beyond the domain—a bloody surprise they will never see coming!"
Upon hearing this, Daoist Huo Rong rose to his feet. His eyes gleamed sharply, and he appeared entirely confident, though he also made the limits of the formations clear in advance:
"Little Friend Gui Ying, rest assured."
"As long as the formation resources provided by all factions are sufficiently abundant and of adequate grade, the Formation