Several months flew by amid earth-shaking battle cries and killing intent that soared into the heavens.
The vast valley housing the Miao-Conquest Army's camp had been trampled down several inches.
The dark-brown earth exuded a scent of iron and blood that could not be washed away.
On this day, it was once again time for the entire army to drill.
"Wooo-wooo-wooo-"
Low, mournful horn calls tore through the morning mist, echoing among the mountains.
"Beat the drums!" Formation Flags stood soaring above the Command Platform.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The heavy Magic Treasure war drums beat like the hearts of giant beasts, making everyone's qi and blood surge faster despite themselves.
"Raise the formations!"
At the command, Spiritual Power surged wildly through the valley, and radiance shot into the sky!
The first to move were the individual battalions and banners, conducting their separate drills.
Thirty thousand men split into dozens of battle formations of varying sizes and began to turn like tightly meshing steel gears.
"Blood Battle in Eight Directions! Attack!"
The auras of the First Division's First Battalion-two thousand cultivators-linked together in an instant!
Under the leadership of three Golden Core Commandants.
Vast Blood Baleful Intent surged skyward, condensing into the phantom of an enormous Bronze Battle Axe. With a savage momentum that could tear through everything, it cleaved viciously forward through empty air!
This was power at the level of peak Golden Core!
Boom!
The air erupted with a terrifying blast. Where the axe blade passed, invisible force plowed an exceedingly long, deep trench into the ground.
Elsewhere.
"Five Elements Rotation, Water Position, defend!"
The cultivators of another battalion shifted their Magic Formulas, and a deep-blue Water Curtain descended like an enormous overturned bowl;
As its waters rippled, it swallowed and neutralized every streak of spell light bombarding