The Might of Dao Soldiers, Arriving at the Grotto-Heaven

Li Qing took a deep breath, a trace of gravity appearing in his eyes.

"This force of Dao soldiers is highly elite."

"Even ten men can form an army, and these black gleams connect with one another, creating a form of mental suppression."

"If ordinary cultivators charged into their battle formation, their courage and minds would be suppressed first, and they could at most wield seventy percent of their strength."

"If they formed a large-scale battle formation, it would be utterly crushing against scattered rabble. They might not even be able to bring out thirty percent of their power."

"If they further bestowed their power upon the commanding general, the resulting increase in strength would be earth-shattering."

A hint of vigilance rose in Li Qing's heart. "Perhaps the imperial court's strength is not as weak as I imagined, given the existence of battle formations."

"When facing an imperial dynasty, a Dao Lineage does not hold an absolute advantage either."

"But overall, Dao Lineages should still be stronger than imperial dynasties. Otherwise, why would there be a change every three hundred years?"

Li Qing slowly exhaled a breath of foul air as he pondered.

An anomaly suddenly burst into the range of this small squad.

The anomaly charged out from a patch of mist. Its body looked somewhat human-like.

Yet it was covered from head to toe in malformed fleshy tumors. It had no head, only an enormous mouth split open in the center of its body.

"Roar!" A thunderous roar erupted from within its body and blasted out through that enormous mouth.

The ten-man squad at the forefront immediately formed up. The soldiers in front raised their shields, while those behind leveled their spears and thrust them through the gaps between the shields.

The immense soundwave crashed into the shields.