To the Primordial World as a whole.
The Heavenly Immortal realm naturally amounted to little.
After all, the Primordial World already had more Quasi-Saints than anyone could count.
But to a mere Zhou dynasty.
To a mere Xiping Prefecture.
A Heavenly Immortal was still a powerhouse.
After all.
Not everyone could break through to the Heavenly Immortal realm.
And once someone reached the Heavenly Immortal realm.
If they remained on a battlefield where the average combatant was only in the Essence Refining to Qi Transformation Realm.
The slaughter they could unleash would be far too great.
It was not just the human race that objected.
The Demon Race objected too.
The Demon Race comprised many different clans.
But that did not mean their numbers were great.
What was more.
The Demon Race no longer had a unified power.
Naturally, no one was willing to stand up for them either.
And so.
The human race and the Demon Race had reached an agreement.
Those in the Heavenly Immortal realm were not to enter the battlefield.
Their purpose in waging war.
Was not to annihilate the other side completely.
But to cultivate powerhouses.
If a Heavenly Immortal struck and wiped out every enemy outright.
How the hell were they supposed to cultivate any powerhouses?
This was also meant to maintain a balance.
As long as Heavenly Immortals stayed out of the fighting.
Then the situation on the battlefield.
Would remain under their control.
The human race had vast numbers and many powerhouses.
If the human race truly wanted to take action.
Then the forces stationed at the border.
Would not be the Xiping Prefecture army.
But the powerhouses of the human race.
To those human powerhouses in the Quasi-Saint realm.
The border war was nothing more than a bit of horseplay.
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