With a slight stir of Qing Chen's thoughts, the connection to the World Inside the Tower in his Sea of Consciousness instantly became clear.
After advancing to the Immortal Realm and becoming the [Five-Luminaries Controller], his control over this grotto-heaven had greatly improved.
The inner world of the Nine-Luminaries Glazed Vidyaraja Pagoda had already expanded to a radius of two thousand li.
The Five-Luminaries Controller could deploy soldiers within a range equal to the size of the inner world, which now meant anywhere within two thousand li of himself.
With the population accumulated before, as well as the gradual arrival of six million mortals from the Gouwu Sea and eight million mortals from around Miaochong Prefecture;
even though another twenty or thirty years had passed, over ten million mortals still survived in Qing Chen's World Inside the Tower.
This grotto-heaven paradise, coupled with ceaseless slaughter, trials, and combat;
those who died would be reclaimed and reused by Qing Chen.
There were also the Demon Generals, Grudge Ghosts, and White Bone Demons of the five Demon Banners;
by now, he had forged a capable Body Cultivator Army over thirty thousand strong, with hundreds of thousands of Force Martial Artists as reserves.
Among them, the number of [Boulder Realm Body Cultivators] had already exceeded five hundred, and there were over a dozen Vajra Realm Body Cultivators.
The time has come.
Qing Chen recited inwardly, then swept his right hand lightly toward the empty space on the Miao army's flank in a seemingly casual motion.
There was no earthshaking flash of spiritual light, no terrifying spectacle of space tearing apart.
There was only a strange spatial ripple spanning an immense area, spreading like ripples across water.
A quarter of an hour later, a scene unfolded that everyone on the battlefield would remember for