Before absolute power, no number of lives amounted to more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Rather than letting the Clear Sky Sect's core strength be needlessly buried at Jialing Pass,
it was better to preserve their strength and wait for the right moment.
As long as they waited until Tang San became a true God, they would have a chance to turn the tables.
Therefore, the people of the Clear Sky Sect had never intended to take part in this decisive battle.
As for the Clear Sky Sect's four subordinate clans, along with its other subordinate sects,
they had naturally already been abandoned by the Clear Sky Sect.
This was also a unanimous decision made by the Clear Sky Sect's higher-ups.
After all, bringing too many people would easily arouse suspicion and make it harder to hide.
The next morning, as the rising sun broke over the horizon,
the people of the Clear Sky Sect still had not come.
Inside the main command tent of the Heaven Dou camp,
Xue Ye had not slept all night. His eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was weary.
He knew that the people of the Clear Sky Sect would most likely not be coming.
And in this battle, they might be destined to lose.
Just then, on the other side of Jialing Pass, from the Spirit Hall Empire camp, the horn of attack suddenly sounded.
Wooo—!
The deep horn call tore through the silence of dawn.
Immediately afterward came the heavy footsteps of countless troops advancing at once, making the entire earth tremble.
Clearly, the Spirit Hall Empire had launched the attack first.
"Meet the enemy!" Xue Ye ordered hoarsely.
The war drums thundered as the allied forces began advancing.
Before long, the armies of both sides collided upon