Yingshan Kingdom, Golden Wind Ward.
A group of grassroots Spirit Tamers dressed as rogue cultivators rode Galloping Lizards into the little frontier ward shrouded in the clouds of war.
Golden Wind Ward had originally been an obscure little ward in Central Province, jointly ruled by several small aristocratic clans, with only five half-step Earth Rank lineage experts stationed there. But because it bordered the battlefield valley, the Heavenly Dao Alliance had requisitioned it as a rear base for stockpiling military supplies and tending the wounded.
With the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the Demon Alliance fighting a great war in recent days, this rear base had swung fully into operation.
Enormous spirit rocs and azure birds could occasionally be seen flying overhead, bringing in large numbers of people and supplies. Earth Rank Experts led Warriors from the various sects on patrol against enemy attacks, while countless disciples and disciplinary officers walked about in the attire of major sects or the uniforms of Heavenly Dao Alliance disciplinary officers, making the place extraordinarily bustling.
Meanwhile, large numbers of people from the grassroots martial world came flocking in after hearing the news.
They brought their spirit creatures through the market district's gates and along its streets and alleys, swiftly transforming this little frontier ward, which had possessed little spiritual richness or noteworthy local produce, into a place of gathering storms that drew the attention of the world.
"So this is Golden Wind Ward. We finally made it."
Their leader was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties. His bare arms exposed bulging muscles, and an enormous saber hung diagonally across his back, giving him a powerfully martial appearance.
Beside the middle-aged man, another Spirit Tamer whose cultivation appeared to be around seven turns said, "Boss, what do we do