Cui Jiuyang listened silently from the side, his ears pricked, while rapidly analyzing and summarizing what he heard. He gained a general understanding of what warfare in the cultivation world actually looked like.
Immortal cultivation, after all, still placed individual martial strength above all else.
As long as your cultivation was powerful enough, you alone could be an army, sweeping across the world, invincible.
But how many such peerless terrors had there been throughout history?
Most of the time, when the various powers of the cultivation world clashed, they still assembled troops and organized them into military formations.
With the support of those formations, the individual strength of their cultivators increased tremendously.
Thus, when the two sides fought, the contest was no longer simply one of individual cultivation. It also involved such factors as the overall foundations of both powers and the resources at their disposal.
Even a supreme figure like Great-Grandfather had used the Ten-Sided Demon Army formation, proving that military formations naturally had their own indispensable significance and value.
This was especially true in the boundless sea, where all manner of the Demon Race could be found everywhere.
With a suitable military formation and a force of troops, one could occupy a stretch of sea and establish a sizable power.
Although such powers still had to pay tribute to the Dragon Palace, a considerable portion of their resources would remain afterward, enough for their leaders and core members to live in luxury and advance their cultivation daily.
That was why minor powers like the Trench Demon Cave kept springing up like mushrooms after rain.
Judging by the situation before him, however, the dragon princes of the Dragon Palace all seemed to covet the spells recorded in the so-called Sea Eye Spell Canon, which was why they spared no