At dawn, the sky had only just begun to brighten, and a damp, cold wind swept through the camp.
Streaks of Escape Light shot in from different directions and landed outside the Miao-Conquest Army's command tent.
All those arriving were Golden Core Stage cultivators.
Their cultivation ranged from the early stage to the peak, and they were all the officers of Commandant rank and above from the former First, Second, and Seventh Divisions of the Central Army.
All were cultivators of Subordinate Eighth Rank or above.
Their expressions varied as they sized one another up and spoke in low voices, a subtle atmosphere hanging in the air.
Most of the cultivators from the First Division were burly and brimming with qi and blood. The majority were body cultivators from the Vajra Zen Sect or its affiliated forces.
They were the Fierce-Eyed Vajra's former subordinates.
Their commander had just been transferred away, and they had been assigned to a young man who had beaten him through sheer luck;
naturally, they had resentment bottled up inside and wanted to see what this new Deputy General Qing was capable of.
The Seventh Division's men were relatively more composed, led by the newly transferred Dharma Master Wuxin.
He still wore his usual gentle expression, smiling as he nodded in greeting to the Second Division officers he knew.
But the commandants behind him also harbored curiosity and a few barely perceptible nuances in their eyes;
-after all, Qing Chen had previously been only the Second Division's Deputy Gentleman of the Palace, roughly their equal in rank, with little seniority.
The Second Division's officers were visibly much more confident. Those who had refused to submit had long since been beaten into submission.
Ye Wushang, Lin Changsheng, Sun Wudi, Xin Bairen, Xue Qingxia, Spirit Crane, Guangqi Jinsan,