At Spirit Mountain, Wutian had gathered a massive force.
He had drawn away seventy to eighty percent of Spirit Mountain's entire army, which was enough to show his resolve this time.
"Buddha, the army is already prepared."
Black Robe entered Mahavira Hall and, palms pressed together, reported to Wutian.
Wutian nodded. "Good. Ying Yao, Spirit Mountain will be left to you for the time being."
"Yes, Buddha!" Ying Yao accepted the order.
"Black Robe, Giant Scorpion, Six Spirit Generals, you will follow me to attack Wudang Mountain."
Wutian's eyes flickered. "Whether we are beaten back to where we came from with our tails between our legs, or whether we thoroughly rule the Three Realms, will depend on our actions today."
"Your disciples accept the order!"
Everyone stepped forward, ready to move.
"Good. Set out!" Wutian said.
Billowing black clouds surged toward Wudang Mountain like a great flood.
At the Heavenly Court, the fake Jade Emperor had already left the Heavenly Court by now, leaving only an avatar in the Heavenly Court to pull the wool over people's eyes.
The flow of time in the Heavenly Realm differed from the outside world, and he was worried that continuing to stay in the Heavenly Court and wait would delay matters. He was only waiting for Wutian and Wudang Mountain to come to blows, then he would go to Spirit Mountain's Meng Realm and take the four Sarira from the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda.
Presumably, it would not be long before Zhao Gongming and the others arrived as well.
It had to be said that it was precisely because he was undercover that he had been able to formulate such a meticulous plan.
Their side's combat strength and manpower were limited, and precisely because he was undercover, he knew the distribution of combat