Three days later.
Qin Ming arrived at Tianhe Market District and bought some supplies in case of emergency.
Over the past two days, even the number of cultivators in the market district had increased. Having learned through various channels that war was about to break out in the Spirit Rest Archipelago, they had all swarmed in to snatch up supplies.
After Qin Ming finished purchasing his items and stepped out of Mirror Snow Pavilion, he witnessed a shocking sight!
All the cultivators in Tianhe Market District had come outside as well, gazing up at the sky.
Several hundred Dharma Boats, large and small, swept across the skies of the Spirit Rest Archipelago, all sailing toward Thousand Leaf Island, where the Zhao Family—one of the seven great powers—was based.
The flags of the Seventy-Two Island Alliance hung in neat formation from the masts of those Dharma Boats.
At their head were three enormous warships, clearly the main ships of the alliance headquarters.
Rows of pitch-black, shadowy Spirit-Energy Cannons lined both sides of the vessels, as though they could devour everything.
They radiated a terrifying, heart-palpitating might.
The Dharma Boats blanketed the sky and obscured the sun, following behind the three main ships in orderly ranks. Countless cultivators stood aboard them.
Seeing such a massive display, Qin Ming could not help frowning.
"I never expected the Seventy-Two Island Alliance to possess such deep foundations. They had deployed everything from the very start."
"It seemed a great battle could no longer be avoided."
"Forget it. I'd better hurry back to Moon Gazing Island and hide."
After bidding Aunt Long farewell,
he rode the Spirit Light Shuttle back toward his own nest.
Qin Ming had only flown halfway there
when he saw from afar that the Seventy-Two Loose Cultivator Alliance's hundreds of Dharma Boats