At a Dragon-Controlling Guard Branch Camp, an immense military encampment stood amid the embrace of towering mountains.
Built against the mountainside, the camp rose in tier upon tier, its banners snapping in the wind.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...!"
Streaks of escape light shuttled through the void like meteors chasing the moon.
On the parade ground, hundreds of soldiers clad in gray armor drilled, their blades and spears ringing together as Law Power seethed, making the void rumble.
Between the tents, powerful figures wearing Red Armor or Silver Armor hurried past from time to time, carrying command tokens and military orders.
The entire camp was exceedingly busy, yet orderly.
Having come from an established family and served in the military himself, Gu Chenfeng was extremely familiar with such scenes.
Yet as he entered this camp, his pupils still trembled, and astonishment filled his heart.
The reason was simple: the hundreds of gray-armored soldiers drilling on the parade ground possessed formidable Law Power, with Domain Prototypes faintly taking shape within them. Every last one was a Half-Saint.
Most of the guards flying through the void and passing between the tents with command talismans in hand were Sub-Saints.
Among them, he occasionally spotted True Saints in silver armor whose Domain Power was complete.
Every so often, one or two Red Armor figures flashed past, their auras similar to those of Chen Bo, Taiching Daoist, and the others.
Gu Chenfeng secretly spread his Divine Sense farther, gauging the general cultivation levels of the soldiers throughout the camp.
He could not help swallowing hard, his heart filled with shock.
Had it really become a case of "Half-Saints as common as dogs, Sub-Saints roaming everywhere"?
Seemingly noticing Gu Chenfeng's reaction, Taiching Daoist secretly transmitted an explanation from beside him.
"You needn't be so surprised. Cultivation