The night stretched dark and deep, a golden seal hanging high above. The imperial army surged past him like a torrent, Spirit Boats cleaving the air as war drums shook the wilderness.
In the distance, phantoms of Witch Tribe and Demon Race powerhouses already cast brilliant rainbow light across the night sky. The collisions between worlds and Dao domains sent strange phenomena flashing through the mortal realm. In an instant, battle cries shook the heavens, and war swept across the boundless land. The setting sun shone blood-red upon the countless humans still rushing toward the battlefield.
They were not fighting for victory, but for a faint sliver of survival in the long night of the apocalypse. Hooves shattered scorched stone, and war banners snapped in the fierce wind, like humanity's final cry.
Li Dalong took in this entire scene from distant Heaven's Chasm Mountain in Azure Cloud Prefecture.
Li Dalong stood amid the clouds, his gaze heavy. Far too many old friends from the imperial court had rushed onto the battlefield. He could sense the changes within the Mahayana worlds, and more familiar presences were still approaching. Before this torrent, all the grudges and favors of the past became nothing more than flames rising in his heart.
Li Yunbing stood beside him and said coldly, "He's buying us time. But what's strange is, why isn't the Immortal Court moving?"
Indeed, the Immortal Court's behavior was strange.
Under Min Youguo's leadership, humanity had changed sides. Whether the Immortal Court seized the chance to encircle the other races or struck at the Thirteen Ancient Sages, this was an excellent opportunity to act. Yet within the Purple Star Hall, its army had not moved an inch.
Moreover, Li Yunbing's Evil Thought had already sensed changes within the Immortal Court. The Retainers affected by