Whenever the Northern Pole Ziwei Emperor came up, the Heavenly Soldiers were full of praise.
Among the Four Direction Emperors, the Ziwei Emperor was the only one who strongly advocated war.
Of course, as he put it, the Devil Race was all merit waiting to be claimed. If the Human Race and the Ten Thousand Races Alliance snatched it all away, that would be extremely disadvantageous to the Heavenly Court.
Moreover, declaring war on the Devil Race would help the Heavenly Court train its troops. The more they participated in those wars, the more elite soldiers they could forge.
Of course, whether he also intended to wear down the Heavenly Court's soldiers was anyone's guess.
Whatever the case, Fuxi had a favorable impression of the Northern Pole Ziwei Emperor. After all, he was one of the rare pioneers who personally fought the Devil Race.
He was also one of the Heavenly Court's few advocates of war.
Soon, the two sides failed to see eye to eye and went straight to settling matters on the battlefield.
The Northern Pole Ziwei Emperor was formidable indeed. He immediately deployed a hundred thousand Heavenly River Marines, the finest troops under his command. These hundred thousand marines had followed him from the very beginning. Powerful and rich in combat experience, they opened with a ferocious charge.
Their commanding general, Marshal Tianpeng, was a spirit of Weak Water whom he had promoted from the marines' ranks.
Speaking of Weak Water, it was quite famous throughout the Primordial World.
Nothing could cross Weak Water. It was said that not even a swan feather could float upon it, nor a bird fly across it, and its weight equaled a thousand catties of gold.
It was an exceedingly rare essence of water in the Primordial World, listed among the