By the Wudang River, within the Cultivator camp.
"Xuan Ling, since we have decided to launch the final battle, organize the army and make preparations. Once we achieve victory in the final God King battle, we will mobilize the entire army and wipe out the Native Camp!" King Qin ordered.
"Yes!" Xuan Ling said respectfully. "I will begin gathering the army immediately!"
Afterward.
King Qin's projected figure swept his gaze over the many God Kings of the Cultivator Alliance and slowly said, "Everyone, prepare to depart. In this battle, our Cultivator Faction will definitely win!"
"We will definitely win!"
"Kill all those fools from the Native Camp!"
"Fight! This is a struggle for survival. We have no way back. Either the Native Camp perishes, or we die!"
One God King after another spoke, their voices icy.
As battle intent gathered and spread among them, nearly every God King in the Cultivator Faction spoke in turn, using their words to bolster their courage.
"Depart!" King Qin directly issued the command. Following the final God King battle plan that had long been prepared, the God Kings present followed the God King Peak powerhouses and immediately teleported toward the Snow Sand Abyss.
These God Kings had prepared for the final God King battle for over ten thousand years. Naturally, they did not hesitate in the slightest.
Just as the God Kings of the Cultivator Faction advanced toward the Snow Sand Abyss under King Qin's command and launched the final God King battle.
Within the towering Divine Temple at the heart of the Native Camp's military camp, the God Kings of the Native Camp, along with the God Kings of the major powers from previous eras allied with them, had all gathered.
"Everyone, the God Kings of the Cultivator Faction have already set out