"Victory by divine power, defeat by divine power."
Looking at the camp before him, now reduced to ruins, Qiu Yan shook his head, turned his horse, and galloped toward another place. At his side, a supernatural ripple was slowly dissipating.
That ripple had been caused by triggering the supernatural power fused within the White Lotus Sect soldiers, making that power backlash against them.
A large portion of the White Lotus Sect soldiers had been refined and tempered through special methods, their qi and blood made to surge and their fighting strength seemingly boundless. Bathed in the Killing Intent of battle formations, they could still receive supernatural enhancement. Ordinary blade and sword wounds would quickly heal in part; their courage grew fiercer, and connections remained within their thoughts, making them as easy to command as one's own limbs.
These many advantages, combined with the special Mind-Confounding Talismans, allowed the White Lotus Sect to sweep away all before them as soon as they raised their banners, rampaging across the entire south and nearly causing half of Great Rui's realm to fall. The lands they occupied were managed so tightly that not even water could seep through.
"Yet no matter how well they manage things, if they do not take the Human Path as their foundation and instead use supernatural power as their trump card, they cannot mobilize the common people or draw upon the strength of the masses, much less gather Human Thoughts. Once their supernatural foundation is shaken, a fortress that appears solid will collapse in an instant!"
In the White Lotus Sect's eyes, the refined soldiers were merely expendable goods. They had not truly invested much in them; instead, through methods of supernatural refinement, they squeezed out every bit of the soldiers' physical potential, releasing fifty or sixty years of