After a night of clearing out the prisoner camp, the leaders of the various alliances, headed by Long Jianzhang, had regained control of their forces. The troublesome factions and those that had been hostile before were all purged, and their control had surged.
Early in the morning, the prisoner camp's forces formed into neat ranks under the banners of the Nine Great Alliances.
The gravity in the Ancient Realm was far greater than on Zhiyuan Star. Even ordinary soldiers who could enter this place had to be at the late stage of Dark Strength. Nearly all the upper-level martial artists of the major alliances were here.
However, after last night's purge, there were even fewer Heavenly Human Realm martial artists. There were fewer than ten in all, and the major alliances had suffered devastating losses.
Still, Long Jianzhang and the others had their abilities.
After regrouping, the allied forces had changed from their earlier listlessness and panic, though they had spent a restless night. They seemed to have recovered some of their spirit.
Led by Long Jianzhang, the key figures and strongest fighters from the nine alliances stood at the front of the ranks, waiting in silence.
The Tianli Sect's martial artists stood in the skies around the camp, their eyes cold as they watched the people below.
More than a dozen skyships hovered overhead, like mighty beasts gazing down at the earth. They weighed on everyone with a terrifying pressure. The scene was utterly silent, save for the wind snapping the banners on the skyships.
The void rippled, and more than a dozen figures appeared out of thin air before Long Jianzhang and the others.
The auras of True Man Realm experts spilled out. Though they had all restrained their power, it still leaked like a tiger's might, forcing