The Myriad Races Battlefield.
Inside the City Lord's Mansion in Great Zhao Territory.
"How are things at the Qianyuan Sacred Ground?" Duan Xun looked at everyone below him and asked gravely.
"Not long ago, Fang Xinglan buried several Heavenly Beings and Sainthood cultivators with a single formation. The Myriad Races Allied Forces have withdrawn for now."
The Marquis of Cloud Sun spoke calmly.
They and the Qianyuan Sacred Ground each defended a portion of Human Race Territory, so naturally, they kept abreast of each other's situation.
After all, if the Qianyuan Sacred Ground fell,
for the human race,
that would be a disaster.
Duan Xun said, "An Array Dao Grandmaster of the Second Array Dao Realm truly is formidable. He can accomplish far more than even a Sainthood Peak expert."
At times like these,
an Array Dao Grandmaster's usefulness only grew.
Though the Qianyuan Sacred Ground was far weaker than Great Zhao, it had actually suffered considerably fewer losses over these months of warfare.
The reason
was Fang Xinglan's presence at the Qianyuan Sacred Ground.
An Array Dao Grandmaster
did not merely possess combat power comparable to a Sainthood cultivator. On a battlefield, his contribution was scarcely inferior to that of a great power.
That comparison
was not about combat power, but his overall contribution across every aspect.
"Unfortunately, Grand Councilor Fang is already a great power. Otherwise, if she had stayed, we would be in a much better position than the Qianyuan Sacred Ground."
Duan Xun sighed.
Fang Yilan was certainly not Great Zhao's only Array Dao Grandmaster.
However,
she was its only Array Dao Grandmaster to have reached the Second Array Dao Realm.
The rest were merely in the First Array Dao Realm.
For Array Dao Grandmasters,
an enormous gulf separated each realm.
The First Array Dao Realm