Ancient Corridor.
Thousands upon thousands of streams of light surged into it, condensing into the true forms of all kinds of cultivators. Some stood in groups of three or five, others in ranks of dozens, quietly waiting along the starlit road, radiating unprecedented fighting intent.
Though they were all human cultivators, their personal ties and origins clearly divided them into different factions. They had gathered here only for the great cause of slaughtering devils, every face solemn and filled with extraordinary righteousness.
After waiting for several breaths, Void Ripples spread outward.
Long Tian stepped out steadily, a longsword in hand. He swept his gaze over the crowd and spoke in a deep voice.
"Everyone."
"Thank you for coming to lend your strength. Today, we shall begin with the nearest stronghold and wipe out these hateful, brutal aliens! To protect the peace of the entire galaxy, we will not hesitate to pay any price!"
"Later, this Star Lord will lead you forth and attack the nearest Water Cold Star stronghold first..."
After a round of ceremonial words, the entire crowd raised their arms and shouted.
Most cultivators did not know the truth. They had occasionally heard of the Star Lord's might in recent days and already held him in some esteem. Now that they heard they would be attacking the Devil Race, their blood boiled with passion and their eyes brimmed with respect.
Amid the crowd.
The people from Shadow Island also played along with the atmosphere, shouting a few times now and then. Their acting was quite convincing.
They already knew the truth, so naturally they would not get too invested, nor did they care much about Long Tian's words or actions. At most, they were humoring him while taking advantage of this leisurely moment to communicate privately through voice