The hall of the training ground erupted into an uproar upon hearing that Divine Robes would not be permitted.
One had to know that Divine Robes were now the source of every soldier's strength. It could be said that all the techniques used by everyone present stemmed from their Divine Robes.
Without their Divine Robes, these female soldiers were only somewhat stronger than ordinary troops.
One female soldier could not help asking, "What is the point of doing this?"
The female instructor said sternly, "No one on the battlefield will discuss this question with you."
The female soldier retorted, "But I would not take off my Divine Robe on the battlefield either." She added, "Even normally, I would not casually take off my Divine Robe."
The female soldiers all voiced their agreement.
Divine Robes helped them absorb nutrients from external food without needing to digest it as ordinary people did. They kept their bodies spotless and free of dust; they had none of the filthy excretions of mortals.
Divine Robes could extend their lifespans, preserve their youth for a long time, and keep them in vigorous states of life. This was, in truth, the process of becoming divine. Thus, once they had donned their Divine Robes, they would rarely take them off again.
The female instructor said coldly, "Divine Robes are not impossible to remove. Once your spiritual power is exhausted, the enemy can use spiritual power to find a way to repel the Divine Robes from your bodies. When that happens, what will you use to resist?"
The female soldiers looked at one another. If even their spiritual power had been exhausted, would they not simply be waiting for death? What else could they do?
The female instructor sneered. "Many of you must already feel that you can give