The gray sea before him restricted the Immortal army's movements.
The Scorpionfish clan's combat strength was not particularly formidable. Although they could not remain in this sea for long, they still held a considerable advantage over the Immortal army from outside.
However, the Scorpionfish clan before him had formed neither a tight battle formation nor totemic power. To the Lotus Avatar, they were merely there to pad the numbers.
Since the enemy had failed to gather a sufficient number of elite troops to intercept them at the first opportunity, it would not be so easy to seal this breach afterward.
The Lotus Avatar relaxed slightly. He himself did not fear an interception of this level, but once the Immortal army under his command charged in, having a stable foothold would be extremely important.
As the Taixiao Sword Lord, his cultivation had risen extremely quickly. But unlike his true body, he possessed neither the entire Green Fruit Barrier nor the status of a fifth-grade alchemy saint, and thus could not continually take powerful beings inside.
The resources controlled by the two sides differed, and although the Immortal army under his command had grown rapidly, there was still a clear gap compared with the forces of other Immortal Lords.
Closing that gap would take time. For now, he had no particularly good solution.
The preparations for this assault on the Wangchuan Ruins Realm could not be considered adequate. If he could not seize a bridgehead as quickly as possible, the losses he would have to bear afterward would likely be difficult to control.
Overall, his luck was still fairly good.
The Lotus Avatar beckoned with one hand, and a colossal stele slowly descended from the void, dropping into the gray sea in the blink of an eye.
The gray sea immediately surged