Qian Xichen swept his gaze across the assembly and spoke slowly, his commanding voice ringing through the hall. "No matter. By staying in seclusion, those sects and great families have spared us a great deal of trouble."
"If they cause unrest, I'll take the opportunity to wipe them out and rid the continent of a lingering threat. If they remain quiet, we'll let them lie low. Once Spirit Hall has quelled the chaos and brought the entire continent under its control, they'll have no choice but to submit."
Qian Xichen's gaze sharpened, and he gave the order. "Pass on my command! Ready the troops and march to put down the rebellions!"
"Gather all Spirit Hall's main forces. Form a Soul Master Legion of twenty thousand elite fighters and a standardized army of one hundred thousand elite soldiers! Divide them into ten main combat legions, each led personally by a Titled Douluo!"
"Assign ten Soul Douluo and twenty Soul Sages to each Titled Douluo. Establish a clear chain of command and strict discipline. Orders are to be carried out without question!
The ten armies will march simultaneously to every corner of the continent, wiping out rebel warlords, separatist forces, bandits, and mutinous troops!"
"Anyone who seizes territory, raises an army in rebellion, slaughters civilians, or occupies cities is to be crushed. Behead every leader. Spare those who surrender and assign them to labor service so they can atone for their crimes!"
His command struck like a hammer!
Everyone answered in unison, "As the Grand Pontiff Elder commands!"
With that, the two men turned and hurried away to the Spirit Hall barracks to muster troops and prepare for the campaign.
Throughout the hall, everyone set to work. Spirit Hall's entire war machine roared to life and surged into motion.
Beside them, Qian