"They've lost their minds! Utterly lost their minds! Those evil demons and heretics really did break the rules first!"
"I urged us to strike first long ago, but the higher-ups refused... now look what's happened! Those fellow Daoists all died for nothing!"
"We should have struck like lightning and taken Jade Lang Mountain by any means necessary long ago. There was no need to play their game for so many years!"
When the news returned, a group of Garrison Commissioners and the main force of Night Watchers launched a fierce assault on the island, slaughtering a number of lackeys who had failed to evacuate in time. The true culprits, however, had long since fled.
The righteous side was shaken to its core. Everyone spoke with heated passion, seething with righteous indignation, wishing they could escalate the war at once and send every expert charging in like lightning to take down the cultivators of Jade Lang Mountain.
Seeing that their spirits could be harnessed, Yao Lingxian nodded inwardly.
The time was nearly ripe.
As for the complaints from those below him, he simply pretended not to hear them.
The thoughts of the pieces were, after all, different from those of the players.
Ordinary cultivators felt there was no need to endure more than a decade of restraint, following the rules while playing out strategies against the other side. To great cultivators, however, that was merely ten months, or even ten days.
The cultivators killed or wounded before could be transformed into Heavenly Gods and Earth Deities, filling out the ranks across the West Sea.
Years of war could also distinguish allegiances, clarify the situation and intertwined interests here, and lay a firmer foundation for future rule.
Moreover, in the cultivation world, ordinary cultivators served Nascent Soul and Spirit Transformation cultivators, not