The campaign against Ziwei brought not only Sages descending into the mortal world, but armies in their wake. When uprooting the great sects, the Sages were not as shameless as Lin Xian, willing to bully the weak with their superior strength. This was where the accompanying clan disciples and holy land cavalry came into play.
On one hand, they could hunt down the remnants of the great sects for the Sages. On the other, they needed to face the edge of battle themselves. Only through the baptism of blood and fire could an army of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals capable of campaigning across the universe be forged.
Only the finest from the holy lands, great families, and imperial dynasties qualified to join the hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals and become members of the Heavenly Court Imperial Guard.
Warships crossed the sky, and strange beasts roared, their cries resounding through the mountains and rivers in every direction. Dust billowed into the heavens, alarming the young attendant in the Daoist temple below.
"Who dares trespass upon the Eight Scenic Palace of Xuandu Cave?!" Just then, a boy with red lips and pearly teeth flew over and demanded loudly, "You're disturbing my master's secluded cultivation!"
At these words, the Heavenly Court army fell silent, while the Sages looked as though they had seen a ghost. It was not because of the boy's cultivation. They could all tell that he was a great demon subdued by the Eight Scenic Palace and transformed into a young attendant.
Any Heavenly General among the hundred thousand troops could step forward and slay him. He was no cause for concern.
What truly made their hearts tremble were those few words.
The Eight Scenic Palace!
Ye Fan broke the silence with a murmur. "Isn't Laozi's legendary dwelling the