The great battle began.
Unlike what Ying Huaixu had imagined, neither side wasted any words.
There was only the gathering of strength before battle.
The four forces were all making preparations now, seemingly needing only a single command to begin fighting.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
War drums thundered.
"Hah!"
The disciples of all four forces formed ranks and let out earth-shaking roars.
The drumbeats went from slow at first to a rapid rhythm.
It was as though they were building toward a peak.
Ying Huaixu looked up. He Xixiang was still facing off against the three leaders.
Those three leaders showed no intention of fighting immediately. They seemed to be waiting too.
He Xixiang, on the other hand, seemed somewhat eager to strike first.
But she had no choice but to wait as well.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Just then, outside the Divine Firmament Sword Sect, all the disciples of the four forces began entering the Starry Sky, while massive artillery emplacements aimed at the Divine Firmament Sword Sect.
On the Divine Firmament Sword Sect's side, countless disciples also stood on flying swords, hovering in formation.
Unlike everyone else's tension, the Divine Firmament Sword Sect's disciples felt differently.
All they felt now was anticipation and fighting spirit.
Mainly, after being beaten so badly for so long in the Illusory Dream Trial, they now had targets to vent on.
Ying Huaixu did not move for the moment.
Mainly because Lao Zhuang would not let him.
It was not just him. Qiu Shiyi and the others had arrived, and Lao Zhuang would not let them move either.
"A war between sects starts with a battle of attrition. Only after that ends do the sect disciples fight each other. But let the disciples below the threshold fight first. You have your own opponents to