Chapter 741

"The Hell Ten Paths' every move had truly exceeded our expectations..."

High above in the Nine Heavens, at an unknowable altitude, the enormous Floating Spirit Island resembled a giant whale roaming through a sea of clouds, occupying one corner of the vast heavenly vault.

At this moment, deep within the island, across the sprawling Thousand-Li Icefield, cultivators sat one after another, their qi forming five-colored radiance as auspicious clouds arose naturally around them. The leading few cultivators had even manifested scenes of Illusionary Worlds.

"The war had only begun not long ago, and they were already so impatient to jump out? Were they in such a hurry to die?"

Though they said this, the Spirit Transformation cultivators in the room understood clearly.

Their tens of thousands of fleets scattered throughout the East Sea were, at every moment, wiping out Evil Cultivators and Sea Monsters across every sea territory of the East Sea Inner Sea, steadily stabilizing the current situation.

The process was like boiling a frog in warm water. As the fleets continuously stabilized the overall situation, once everything had been pacified in the end, with no unforeseen variables arising from unrest, the destruction of the Hell Ten Paths would become an ironclad certainty.

Thus, if the other side wanted to resist, they could not simply sit and wait for death, nor could they wait and observe for an opportunity to break the game. From the very beginning of the war, while the Immortal Alliance fleets had yet to gain complete control over every region, they had to raise chaos in one stroke and let sparks set the plains ablaze. Only then would they have the slightest chance to strike back.

Yet these masters of the Hell Ten Paths had neither made a move when the Immortal Alliance fleets had