The moment those words were spoken, an irrepressible look of astonishment surfaced in the eyes of the bowed old man.
The army's momentum was like a rainbow; this was precisely the time to press their victory and wipe out those remaining forces in one fell swoop. Why wait?
Yet his thoughts raced, and an idea flashed through his mind:
The Clan Chief intends to wait until they have all gathered under the Mystic Turtle Clan, then... strike once and secure total victory?
Finish the whole task in a single battle?
At this thought, the astonishment in Old Man's eyes turned into solemn awe. He did not dare ask further and immediately clasped his fists, saying in a grave voice:
"This old man understands!
I shall convey the Clan Chief's order to the three armies at once, so they may stand ready in strict formation!"
"Withdraw." Sha Minghong waved a hand. His manner was casual, yet carried unquestionable majesty.
"Yes!"
The clan elder bowed once more, his figure turning into a streak of black light as he silently withdrew.
Silence returned to the war chariot.
Sha Minghong watched the direction in which the clan elder had vanished, a cold smile of complete control appearing in his eyes.
"Mystic Turtle Clan... they have saved me the trouble of clearing them out one by one.
Once you have all gathered together, I can catch you all in one net."
He muttered softly, his voice echoing through the spacious war chariot.
"As long as I crush this final batch of resisting forces, the True Dragon Sea will be entirely in my grasp.
Then, gathering the resources of an entire sea, along with the gains from sweeping aside these clans, should be enough to collect the Innate Gang Sha and Earthly Turbid Qi I need