After Golden Wind Sacred Emperor Huang Tianhu finished speaking, everyone launched into a heated discussion of the marching routes, troop allocations, coordination between offense and defense, and other details. At times, disagreements left them arguing until their faces flushed crimson. Finally, after a full day of repeated deliberation, they settled on a preliminary battle plan.
By the time the meeting ended, it was late at night. The Kunlun Sacred Land had specially prepared a lavish banquet. Brilliant lights illuminated the hall, and exquisite wine filled every cup. Dozens of stunning female cultivators in colorful robes danced gracefully among the tables, their spiritually flowing movements accompanied by melodious celestial music, easing some of the heaviness in everyone's hearts.
When the banquet dispersed, dawn was already breaking. The Human Alliance Army's four ninth-tier Skyships set off simultaneously, piercing the clouds and turning into four streaks of light as they sped toward the Silver Moon Grassland.
On a bright, sunny morning two months later, the skies above the Silver Moon Grassland changed dramatically as the allied armies of the Human-Demon Races and the Troll Race army began a battle that shook heaven and earth.
The Human Alliance Army had assembled ten million elite troops and seven Sacred Emperors of the Mahayana Realm. Joining them were six Ninth-Tier Demon Emperors and twenty million troops of the Demon Race Army, bringing their ninth-tier combatants alone to thirteen.
The Troll Race, despite its menacing advance, revealed a shortage of forces. It had only eight Demon Emperors of the Mahayana Realm and fewer than ten million soldiers. Compared with the human-demon alliance, the disparity in strength was plain to see.
Thus, the moment battle began, the allied army used its numerical advantage to encircle and attack the Troll Race army.
Meanwhile, the thirteen ninth-tier experts of the