In particular, the tens of thousands of Magical Weapons recruited from the Outer Regions had all been Ritual Refined anew and brought under his control. Cloudtail Mountain suddenly looked formidable, with strong soldiers and sturdy horses.
That last trip brought in quite a haul, Tang Changsheng thought. It seems the Netherworld still has plenty of good things.
Those Blood Essence Stones were especially valuable. It's a pity I got so few. If I could make enough Blood Essence Pills, I might even raise every one of my Netherworld Giants to the Yin Spirit tier.
Then they could rival the Heavenly Court's elite Yellow Turban Strongmen!
With four or five thousand troops at the Yin Spirit Level at his command, Tang Changsheng would have far more confidence in the coming war against the Purple Dusk Demons, if nothing else.
The thought of the Purple Dusk Demons' army of hundreds of millions, all at the Illusory Spirit Tier, sent a chill down his spine.
I can only hope the Immortal Sects' leaders know about this and have already prepared a way to deal with it...
Tang Changsheng did not dare cultivate now. He feared that one careless moment would carry him across the threshold into the True Immortal realm.
He had no desire to stay in seclusion either. So he led his troops out once more, heading for the Wuman World.
This time, there was no need to travel at such a snail's pace.
After all, Tang Changsheng had the Three Realms Mirror. He had made the journey once before and now had coordinates to fix his destination.
This time, he brought a different contingent of ordinary Magical Weapons. The God of War Divine Soldiers drew too much attention...
They passed straight through the Three Realms Mirror and arrived at the former