The Phoenix Clan's generals were alarmed when they saw the sharp eyes and surging killing intent of these reinforcements. This was clearly the aura forged only through countless battles amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Di Jun and the others surveyed the command tent. They felt nothing unusual upon seeing the commanders from the Phoenix Clan's various camps, but their eyes lit up when they saw the Three Pure Ones and the six Ancestral Witches.
They were old acquaintances with the Three Pure Ones. Though they had not met for many years, the three had improved their cultivation yet again and still faintly surpassed them. The six Ancestral Witches appeared weaker than the two of them in cultivation, but the nearly tangible killing intent they exuded kept Di Jun and the others from underestimating them in the slightest.
The Kirin Clan reinforcements had brought a total of five hundred thousand troops, including eighty thousand elites from the former Myriad Spirits Defense Army. Every one of these soldiers was a battle-hardened veteran who had survived countless fights against the Fierce Beast Army on the Kirin Clan's plains battlefield. With them joining the force, Lin Yan had far greater flexibility in his troop deployment.
After everyone took their seats, Lin Yan did not stand on ceremony. He directly unfolded the map and began assigning combat missions to the reinforcements.
Meanwhile, deep within the Southern Bright Leaving Fire Hall atop Nirvana Peak, the door to a quiet chamber covered in restrictions slowly opened.
A graceful and noble figure, both beautiful and imposing, stepped out from within. She wore a Seven-colored Feather Garment and a phoenix crown. Her exquisite, dignified face was marked by a gleaming vermilion imprint between her brows, while threads of Dao Resonance flowed around her body like flames,