Immortal War (1)

For this expedition, the Righteous Qi Sect had practically mobilized all of its overt strength.

They had six Human Emperor Realm cultivators, twenty-eight Nirvana Realm cultivators, three hundred and twenty-four Immaculate Realm cultivators, plus three thousand Wanfa Realm disciples.

Beyond that were cultivators who had come from all over to lend their aid, numbering around thirteen hundred in total—since Ning Ye was helping the Righteous Qi Sect, they naturally could not all be his own people. Everyone had their own circles of acquaintances; by calling on friends and comrades, they could bring in quite a few more.

Thus, while the number of Human Emperor Realm cultivators remained at six, the number of Nirvana Realm cultivators rose to seventy-seven, and Immaculate Realm cultivators to seven hundred and eighty-nine. In terms of mid-level strength, they far surpassed the Righteous Qi Sect's own forces.

Yet this was not their full strength.

More than three hundred Heaven Silkworm cultivators had descended back then, and only one-third had been deployed now. Ning Ye intended to keep the rest in reserve, depending on the situation.

He knew that Shang Lingjue could not possibly be unprepared for an army of such scale.

Ten days later, after some delays, the Righteous Qi Sect finally arrived before the Purple Pole Palace.

Though they numbered only five thousand, their momentum was enough to stand against a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals.

Each person stood upon a cloud, rode a demon beast, soared through the clouds and mist, or traveled upon treasured halls and famed monasteries, wielding immortal weapons and divine artifacts. For a time, they blotted out the sky and covered the earth; immortal radiance glinted everywhere. As far as the eye could see, the vast heavens were filled with immortal figures.

At their head was an immortal palace