Jiang Che's gaze was cold and sharp, carrying an unquestionable dominance. At this moment, with the Heavenly Nether Ancient Realm submitting and four Immortal Lords surrendering, the Great Qian Dynasty's foundation had directly more than doubled.
There were over ten Immortal Lords, their combat power towering to the heavens, among them an unparalleled powerhouse like the Ancient Heavenly Nether Empress.
The cultivator legion currently numbered around a hundred thousand, enough to rival ten Immortal Lords, and possessed astonishing resilience.
It was no exaggeration to say that, at this very moment, no force among the realms could contend with him. He did not even need to act personally—once the Great Qian legions marched forth, they would sweep across all directions.
Thus, Jiang Che had lost the patience to conquer step by step.
Quickly!
He had to unify all the surrounding realms as quickly as possible, then raise his foundation and strength in the shortest time. Only then could he contend against the great enemy from the Immortal Domain.
Any force that dared stand in the way would be ground into dust beneath the torrent of unification.
Seeing the ambitious, grandly determined look in Jiang Che's eyes, the four Immortal Lords exchanged glances, all bitterness in their hearts. Though they were among the most elite handful of powerhouses in the four realms,
they could not represent their entire realms. Without question, once Jiang Che's order arrived, the various realms would resist. But how could their strength withstand the Great Qian Dynasty, now blazing like the noonday sun?
Moreover, with their cooperation from within and without, there would practically be no suspense. Yet if that happened, the four of them, traitors to their realms, would forever be nailed to the pillar of shame.
But did they have a choice?
They did not!
Even