Nine days later, in the expedition hall.
Spaceships were lined up in orderly rows.
This enormous hall, over thirty thousand kilometers in diameter, could accommodate billions of cosmic warriors and thousands of spacecraft.
Some of these spacecraft measured over a thousand meters in diameter, while others were less than a hundred meters across.
Naturally, each spacecraft could carry a different number of cosmic warriors.
Some spacecraft could hold a million cosmic warriors, while others carried only a few powerful experts.
Ice Crystal Chu He swiftly took out the E9-grade spacecraft and turned to look behind him. The eight World Master generals were staring at the scene before them in amazement.
"Everyone, stop standing around foolishly. Board the ship!" Ice Crystal Chu He barked.
As early as the day Chu He had gone to the World Master camp, the [Xuan Ming Squad] had been successfully assembled.
With an Immortal God personally coming to the World Master camp to extend invitations—and a high-ranking Immortal military commander at that—it had naturally been easy to recruit a full squad.
Of the eight World Master generals, aside from one rookie from the Yanpoluo Race, the rest were veterans who had followed their legions through several, even dozens of racial wars.
"Yes!"
"Coming!"
The first two to snap out of it were White Wolf Connor and Bull Horn Kane.
As the two most senior World Master generals in this newly established [Xuan Ming Squad], both had long witnessed the scene of large-scale troop deployments hundreds of times.
Though they were still awed every time they saw it, they were at least somewhat calmer than the others.
With the two taking the lead in responding, the others also focused themselves.
Seeing that even the rookie World Master general from the Yanpoluo Race had gathered his wits, Chu