Invasion (Part 1)

Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, the one-month deadline had arrived.

The instant the midnight bell rang, haze suddenly rose in the sky, lightning flickered faintly, and an unhurried voice drifted over from afar.

"Midnight has passed. The time for battle is at hand. Cultivators of Aurora, bow your heads and await death!"

The booming proclamation crashed into their ears like thunder, descending like a god's judgment and brimming with supreme majesty.

Ning Ye sat calmly atop the "city wall," gazing into the sky as he smiled to himself. "Hah, they really weren't willing to wait even one extra minute."

As that overbearing declaration rang out, cultivators began appearing in the distance.

Golden helmets and golden armor, like heavenly soldiers descending to the mortal world, they rode the wind, drove the clouds, and strode upon the waves as they came whistling in. In an instant, they filled the heavens. A glance showed nearly three thousand cultivators.

What a grand spectacle!

For Aurora Island, which had only a little over a hundred cultivators, three thousand cultivators certainly counted as a massive mobilization.

Yet they clearly were not the main force. Most of these cultivators were in the Hualun Realm, little more than foot soldiers waving banners and shouting battle cries. Their primary purpose was to seal off the surroundings and prevent anyone from escaping.

Before those three thousand battle cultivators stood roughly three hundred cultivators, all of them in the Wanfa Realm. They were the main force of this assault.

Further ahead were ten Immaculate Realm cultivators, the core pillars holding the whole operation together.

The upper realm had its rules. Generally, trials for genius cultivators could not exceed one major realm, and their numbers were also restricted—though the specifics usually varied from person to person. Ning Ye