There were only one hundred and fifty thousand Dao Soldiers. Men and women, old and young alike, they had all donned the weapons and armor brought by the Future Body.
They formed an entirely new battle formation.
This formation was exceptionally unusual. It could directly connect with the geomantic currents and grand momentum of the earth, and a vast feng shui formation was inscribed upon the armor.
Once activated, it could draw an endless supply of power from the earth.
They were like perpetual-motion machines, destined to become an army that nothing could withstand.
The Future Body's gaze was calm as he looked at everyone and spoke in a low voice.
"Everyone, no matter who you were in the past, we now have only one identity."
"The army under the Lord of Human Dao. We do only one thing."
"Liberate all oppressed humans. Spread the Lord of Human Dao's wisdom and knowledge, so that we humans may truly rise to our feet from oppression."
"Do you have confidence?"
The one hundred and fifty thousand Dao Soldiers let out a mighty roar. "Yes!"
Some voices were rough, some shrill; some male, some female; some furious, some calm, and some sorrowful.
The emotions of countless people converged into one, yet every single one was filled with resolve.
Every one of them had witnessed miserable lives and experienced what despair truly meant. Now that brand-new hope had descended, they would certainly seize it tightly.
Though they did not know that the Future Body's words were filled with powerful incitement and contained the mysteries of logic, endlessly magnifying the longing in their hearts.
But was this not also what they had wished to do all along? They had merely lacked an opportunity to put it into action.
"Good. From this moment onward, march against