The great seal on the War Contract was a deep crimson, the spiritual power within it not yet dispersed. It radiated a surging aura, vast as an abyss, deep as a sea.
Seeing Gu Chunyang act with such resolve, a flicker of suspicion passed through Fang Lie's eyes. Yet he did not hesitate. Rising to his feet, he took out the Sect Master's Seal and stamped it upon the contract.
"The War Contract is now in effect."
Ling Qi put away the War Contract and spoke blandly, his expression indifferent:
"Within three months, the news shall be spread throughout the Hundred Nations. A hundred days from now, you may slaughter one another as you please and recruit allies. However, during this time, you may not slaughter common folk without cause, nor may you plunder or harass other sects. Should the Holy Land receive any reports, it shall intervene according to the laws and punish every offense severely."
Gu Chunyang returned to the sect and informed the elders of the War Contract's contents, naturally stirring up a wave of discussion.
However, with Feng Qiyuan's words having come first, no one raised the matter of a truce again. Most of the discussion centered on how to win this war—or drag it out for decades, even centuries.
"The Grand Void Holy Land has no intention of mediating. It single-handedly pushed for this war for no reason other than the matter of the High-grade Immortal Bone, deliberately suppressing our Phantom Spirit Sect. At a time like this, we must thank our ancestors for leaving us a way out."
In the end, Feng Qiyuan spoke and laid down the final decision:
"Open the Spirit Beast Garden. Those in the Qi Cultivation Realm may take Second Order Spirit Beasts; those in the Spiritual Spring