My Realm!

Dealing with two True Immortals and several tens of thousands of unorganized cultivators was no problem at all for the Immortal Lords of the Great Qian Dynasty. It took only a brief moment.

Ghost Burial Immortal Lord and the entire Undead Race army he had brought with him were slaughtered to the last.

Within several hundred miles, the air was steeped in the stench of blood. Jiang Che looked upon the scene without the slightest ripple in his heart and calmly commanded:

"The Undead Race still has strength to spare. A million cultivators and several Earthly Immortals cannot be underestimated. Convey My decree: return to the realm immediately and announce to the entire army that they must prepare for battle. If My prediction is correct,

the deaths of these two will certainly swiftly alert the remaining powerhouses of the Undead Race. They will be here soon."

From the other side's memories and the conclusions drawn from his searches, it was clear that Ghost Burial Immortal Lord and that Unchanging Immortal Lord had merely been a vanguard force.

They had only been careless because they had misjudged the current strength of the Great Qian Realm.

Yet the remaining enemies would still be difficult to deal with.

The two Earthly Immortal powerhouses alone warranted everyone's utmost caution. Even Jiang Che would not lower his guard. Of course, that did not mean he feared them.

The Great Qian Dynasty likewise possessed Earthly Immortal powerhouses of equal standing. If they truly fought, victory and defeat remained uncertain. Moreover, their side clearly held the advantage in the number of True Immortal experts.

However, Jiang Che understood this, while the others did not.

For example, Ji Chengdao reminded him:

"Your Majesty, the Undead Race is coming with fierce momentum. We must not meet them head-on. Why