Leaving aside for now how Chen Jianli and Chen Shichong would break free of the shackles of their lineage's fate, the Lingze Defense Line between the Eastern Ridge and Southern Marsh territories was already garrisoned by ten million cultivators. An endless stream of reinforcements was rushing through the night from across Eastern Ridge behind it, determined to make this defense line the final limit of the beast tide's invasion from Southern Marsh.
Yet the Jialan Defense Line had fallen, and nearly ten million cultivators had sacrificed their flesh and blood. Dejection and despair were quietly breeding and spreading through the army. Moreover, as more sects and tribes sent cultivators here, numerous factions emerged within the Lingze Defense Line. With considerable grudges already existing between them, internal conflicts erupted constantly, seriously undermining morale in the war of resistance.
As the saying went, an army without discipline was no army. Yuan Zun Rao Xing had indeed shown foresight, having long since established a Righteous Discipline Enforcement Army for the Lingze Defense Line.
Mu Bai accepted his orders, led three hundred experts, and recruited twenty thousand second-level cultivators from the various sects to form the Lingze Defense Line Discipline Enforcement Army, immediately setting about restoring military discipline.
As the saying went, without coincidences there would be no story. Mu Bai was sitting in his tent, listening as military experts entered one after another to report on discipline enforcement, issuing orders and enforcing them strictly, when he happened to hear a report that the Eastern Nether Great Tribe and the White Wolf Tribe were causing trouble at the Lingze Defense Line.
Back when they had sought treasure in the ancient overseas cave abode, the White Wolf Tribe and the Eastern Nether Great Tribe had already been at odds, so a dispute between them was