Five days later.
The entire Evergreen Daoist Sect had entered a state of war readiness!
Everyone in the Evergreen Daoist Sect, from its many elders down to its more powerful disciples, had mobilized.
They all stood ready for battle, their expressions solemn and their gazes resolute. Divine light blazed in their eyes, and powerful auras poured from them, as though they could sweep across the heavens and crush everything in their path!
They understood that whether the Evergreen Daoist Sect could continue its legacy depended on this day!
The Evergreen Daoist Sect, whose legacy had endured through countless eras, was about to face a decisive battle that threatened its very existence!
Not only the Heaven-Fighting Sacred Land and the Heaven-Warring Ancient Sect, but the other Immortal Forces as well wanted to trample it underfoot, claim a share of the spoils, and seize its resources.
After all... the Evergreen Daoist Sect had an ancient legacy and abundant resources, with untold numbers of divine weapons and treasures.
If they could carve it up together, each of their forces would make a qualitative leap forward!
Atop a Divine Mountain stood the Changqing Sect Master. His gaze burned like leaping flames, divine radiance flashing through his eyes. Runes swirled around his body, and an ancient aura spread from him.
He looked into the distance, his expression tense.
At that moment, how desperately he wished a divine army would descend from the heavens, that heaven would come to the Evergreen Daoist Sect's aid.
Behind him, the Changqing Daoist arrived to report.
"Sect Master, they..."
"The other forces in the Dao Realm have taken a wait-and-see stance. None of them are willing to send troops to save us."
"On the surface, they placated us, saying they would send their strongest fighters and would never allow the