After the eighteen green wolves received the order, they whimpered twice, then scattered outward with practiced discipline.
Yang Zhengshan was not the least bit worried for their safety, because this was their home ground.
After releasing the green wolves, Yang Zhengshan returned once more to the Spirit Source Land.
Longevity City, in the Martial Arts Arena of the Protector Hall.
Five hundred fully armed soldiers of the Dharma Protector Army had already assembled. They stood in neat formation within the Martial Arts Arena, awaiting Yang Zhengshan's orders.
The Spirit Source Land had two thousand troops in the Dharma Protector Army, but only these five hundred were equipped with bow-and-arrow Spirit Weapons.
It was not that Yang Zhengshan did not want every soldier to be prepared with Spirit Weapon-grade bows and arrows; it was that forging Spirit Weapon-grade bows and arrows was truly too troublesome.
Under the leadership of Yang Chengzhen, the chief Artifact Caster of the Spirit Source Land, the Artifact Casting Workshop could currently produce only thirty Spirit Weapon-grade bows and arrows each month.
Over three years, they had made just these five hundred-plus pieces in total, and all of them had already been equipped on the soldiers of the Dharma Protector Army.
"Greetings, Family Head!"
Seeing Yang Zhengshan arrive, the assembled soldiers immediately bowed.
Yang Zhengshan slightly nodded. "Everyone, dispense with the ceremony!"
"Yes!"
A resounding shout rang out, and a mighty aura spread.
Yang Zhengshan nodded in satisfaction.
"I will not waste words. This Old Man will say only one thing: within the Ancient Relic Formation, danger lies in layer upon layer. Once you enter, you must hold ten thousand measures of caution in your hearts."
"Our purpose this time is to obtain more cultivation resources, but this Old Man does not want you to leave your