In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
Over the course of that month, their strength had become a regular topic of conversation, and their numbers had grown from three to five.
The soul masters who had initially been in poor condition had all recovered under the nourishment of the academy's resources. Their soul power had improved to varying degrees, but their willpower and physical fitness had advanced by leaps and bounds.
Early that morning, the camp was already bustling with activity.
Everyone hurriedly gathered together.
On the high ground, Ge Long stood in golden armor, looking especially imposing in the morning light.
His Tang San was short and sturdy.
"Soldiers! The Star Luo Empire's vanguard has already crossed the border! As the sharpest blade of the empire, I have only one command!"
He drew the long sword at his waist and pointed it straight ahead.
"Follow the vanguard and attack the enemy's camp! Find out what kind of people they are!"
"Advance!"
There were no lengthy speeches, only cold orders.
Behind them, the elite force formed from a hundred Demon Blades, along with three thousand ordinary soldiers, surged forward like a torrent, heading toward the enormous camp at the border between the Star Luo Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire.
They marched for three days.
The army finally arrived at its destination.
Before them lay a desolate plain. A deep, bottomless ravine split the land in two; across it lay the territory watched over by the Star Luo Empire.
Not far away, the Star Luo Empire's camp stretched out as far as the eye could see. Its flags fluttered, and a murderous aura filled the air.
At their destination, the sight struck them like a bolt from the blue.
"Boss, I... I'm a little nervous. What should