Of course, being organized into formations and units did not mean they would crowd tightly together once the battle began.
That would only make them a target.
A casual strike from a Golden Core True Person's treasure would be enough to cripple such a formation, inflicting heavy casualties.
In combat, a formation would usually spread out over a designated area, then attack simultaneously with magical artifacts and spells upon receiving orders.
As his gaze swept across the formations on the drill ground, Liu Yu silently marveled at the sect's unfathomable strength.
Just one sect possessed such power, and there were still the Hehuan Sect and Crescent Moon Valley to add to it.
With its sun now setting in the west, the White Cloud Temple could never withstand them. Its defeat and destruction were only a matter of time.
As for him, all he needed to do was keep a low profile until the war ended.
He turned to look toward the Hehuan Sect's and Crescent Moon Valley's main camps. Although they were too far away to see clearly, he could still sense the equally conspicuous activity in both camps.
It looks like the attack on Cloudreach Mountain will begin today.
After observing for a long while, Liu Yu finally withdrew his gaze and quietly waited for the elders to arrive.
While he waited, cultivators continued streaming in from every direction of the main camp, joining the formations and units on the drill ground. Their total numbers kept growing.
This continued for a full hour.
As time passed, the cultivators arriving from different parts of the main camp gradually dwindled. Apart from the high-ranking cultivators, virtually everyone had gathered on the drill ground.
Tents stretched in unbroken rows nearby, while figures thronged the formations on the drill ground. It was quite