Only a portion of the generals would be secretly chosen to believe in the King of War; what would be promoted among the army and ordinary people would be subordinate ranks.
Once the number of rulers and generals who believed reached a certain level, they could likewise condense the rank of Lord of War.
The subordinate ranks would proceed in tandem, and when the Lord of War rank condensed, a sequence system would take shape within a short time.
That was also why he had chosen the Western Divine Continent. It was home to countless nations and factions, making it the most suitable place for this model.
Li Qing, the Lord of War, held every secret of this kingdom in his grasp.
There were only a hundred middle- and high-ranking generals in the entire kingdom. Winning their trust was no simple matter.
Li Qing's first target was Helian Wudi, a general of the Pearl Kingdom.
At this moment, Helian Wudi was practicing martial arts in his residence.
He wore light leather armor that covered his entire body, while the curved blade in his hand shifted with his movements.
His powerful muscles were evenly proportioned, without a trace of excess flesh.
In this Western Divine Continent, a unique martial path had long since taken shape.
The curved blade moved like a phantom in his hand, stirring wave after wave of ripples. Every movement unleashed boundless killing intent.
With a killing move, thirteen successive flashes of blade light burst forth. Helian Wudi suddenly sheathed his blade.
A trace of gloom appeared on his rugged face as he lowered his head to look at his hands.
"This is the limit of humanity."
"I haven't improved at all for three whole years. Is this all there is?"
Helian Wudi yearned fiercely to grow stronger,