Fifteen days later, his father, Liu Shihao, emerged from his secluded cultivation chamber. Even after consuming a Snake Scale Fruit, he had failed to break through to the Foundation Establishment middle stage.
Seeing his father's dejected expression, Liu Changxu said, "Don't lose heart, Father. You'll surely succeed next time!"
Liu Changxu then recounted everything that had happened during his father's seclusion. Liu Shihao was pleased with the arrangements his son had made.
After discussing their preparations for battle, father and son returned to their busy schedules.
As a second-tier lower-grade alchemist, Liu Shihao busied himself refining second-tier Wound-Healing Pills.
Liu Changxu focused on crafting second-tier lower-grade talismans, particularly Golden Armor Talismans of that grade. On a fierce, chaotic battlefield, having a Golden Armor Talisman to protect him would undoubtedly give him a better chance of survival.
However, Golden Armor Talismans were quite difficult to make. Although he had plenty of second-tier beast hides, beast blood, and other materials for crafting them, those materials still had to be processed into talisman paper and talisman ink.
Ten days later, news arrived that the Demon Race's army of 150,000 was marching south. Su Hao issued an order for every cultivator in the Third Regiment to assemble.
The Third Regiment's remaining two thousand-odd cultivators boarded a magical treasure Flying Boat and headed for Star-Seizing Peak, ten thousand li away. That was the battlefield the Azure Cloud Sect had chosen for its decisive battle against the Demon Race.
Only when Liu Changxu arrived at Starcatcher Ridge with the regiment did he understand why this place could serve as the main battlefield.
Starcatcher Ridge was a small mountain ridge spanning three hundred li, surrounded by plains and valleys. Its main peak, Sky-Piercing Peak, however, rose ten thousand zhang into the heavens. Ordinary people could not even