A month is neither a long nor a short time.
For ordinary people, it might be necessary to count on their fingers.
But for cultivators, a month is just the blink of an eye.
This is especially true for major overhauls.
Within a month, members of the Dao Court gathered from all directions.
Countless resources and forces slowly arrived at the Ink Octopus Clan's territory.
Swordfin Clan and others were naturally among them...
It was already late at night when they returned to their ancestral home.
In the deep, dark sea, only the coral palace of the Swordfin Clan glowed with scattered, ethereal light.
Without disturbing the clansmen, it went straight into the council hall and summoned several elders who remained in the clan.
"Pass down the order: all spirit ores, spirit pearls, and spirit medicine of the entire clan must be inventoried, cataloged, and packed into boxes within three days."
Sword Fin sat upright in the main position, his voice calm.
"All members of our clan who Foundation Establishment or above, follow me on this expedition."
Upon hearing this, the hall fell into a deathly silence.
An elder of the clan, whose beard and eyebrows were completely white, who remained behind, could hardly believe what he was hearing.
"Chieftain, this is the foundation of our clan's history spanning thousands of years... Why is it like this?!"
"I said, pack it up."
Do I need to repeat myself a third time?
Sword Fin raised its eyes, its gaze indifferent.
Those two cold sentences silenced all dissenting voices.
Its body contains a restriction imposed by Yinyang Qingfan.
Failure to return on time will result in immediate death.
Behind him stood a monitoring puppet that possessed some consciousness.
Any sign of abnormality from it would be a disaster for the Swordfin Clan.
Therefore, it could only use ruthless methods to unite its people.
After those words were spoken, no one dared to utter another.
The same thing happened in the lands of other tribes.
Thunder Eel Clan's territory, underwater volcanic cluster.
The crimson light of the lava bathed the majestic coral palace.
The Thunder Eel Clan sat in the center of the hall, surrounded by crackling electricity.
It had just issued the same command as the Sword Fin.
At this moment, he was facing questioning from several powerful elders of the clan.
"Chief!"
"Our people have lived here for generations; have we ever bowed our heads to anyone?!"
An elder at the Spirit Transformation stage glared angrily, "That Dao Court Lord is merely Spirit Transformation cultivator. Even if he has some skill, does he really think he can surpass the Dragon Lord?!"
The Thunder Eel offered no explanation.
It merely released a wisp of its aura slowly.
That was a trace of oppressive power, not belonging to it, that remained within its body after it was branded by Yinyang Qingfan.
This mere trace was enough to turn the faces of the elders in the hall deathly pale, as if they had encountered a mortal enemy.
That was a power far beyond the realm of Void Return Dao Integration, even beyond their comprehension.
Any further questions?
The Thunder Eel regained its breath, its voice hoarse.
The hall was completely silent.
This applies to the Sword Fin and the Thunder Eel race, as well as to all other races.
Eleventh person Void Return.
Seven tribes in total.
Nearly one million elite Sea Race.
Under the strict orders of their respective tribal chiefs, they completed their assembly within just a few days.
When the Swordfin Clan led the last force to the land of the Ink Octopus Clan.
The sight before it startled it slightly.
The Dao Court's sixth-tier Void Breaking Grade magic ship still hovered above the clan's land, its spiritual light flowing, like a sleeping ancient behemoth.
Below the French warship, on the once empty seabed plain, a large number of neatly arranged tents have been erected.
Between the tents, spiritual pathways Diplomatic School.
Countless puppets and human cultivators moved about busily and orderly.
Further away, the Sea Race gathered by the Second Division of the Myriad Spirits Garrison Army have been stationed in their respective areas.
Colorful flags fluttered in the sea.
Among them, the tens of thousands of elite Sea Race of the Second Division of the Myriad Spirits Garrison Army were also lined up in preparation.
Its scales were dense and imposing, exuding a deep and imposing aura.
Sword Fin took a deep breath and slowly landed with its people in the designated area.
It looked up at the majestic French warship, and a thought suddenly came to mind.
Perhaps, a thousand years of atonement isn't so hard to accept.
With such power, it might not be a bad opportunity for the Swordfin Clan.
Inside the French Ship Hall.
Lu Li upright in the main seat, on the light screen in front of him.
The Primordial Beginning are updating the arrival status of all races in real time.
" The Swordfin Clan has arrived, the Thunder Eel Clan has arrived, Tide Elephant, Mountain Spotted Fish, Crab, Strange Fish... all seven clans are present."
The ethereal voice of the Primordial Beginning echoed throughout the hall.
"A total of eleven Void Return, thirty-nine Deity Spirit Transformation Nascent Soul, and countless others below the Golden Core, totaling over ninety-seventy-four thousand three hundred elite Sea Race."
"Furthermore, each tribe brought spiritual materials, spiritual ores, and spirit medicine with them as part of the army, with a preliminary estimated value of approximately..."
Primordial Beginning announced a number that made Lu Li's eyebrows twitch.
The resources carried by the seven Void Return Tribes are simply terrifying.
Low-level spiritual materials and treasure fish go without saying.
The list of Primordial Beginning and sixth-tier spiritual materials and items alone was quite long.
Many of these are excellent tonics that can enhance Lu Li's cultivation.
There are many other applications applicable to objects as well.
Looking at the bright and shiny list of supplies.
A glint of light flashed in Lu Li's eyes.
With such supplies, the fish-shaped jade pendant should have no shortage of provisions for the next two years.
"With more high-level supplies, the Dao Court shouldn't have any problem adding a few more Tier 6 magic ships."
"Both the Primordial Beginning main unit and key sub-units can be upgraded again."
"If we could acquire a batch of sixth-order Primordial Beginning, the Dao Court's computing power would surely increase dramatically again! Its efficiency would also far surpass what it was before."
Looking at the supplies on the list.
Lu Li had already imagined what would happen after the Dao Court consumed this batch of supplies.
The overall strength and landscape of the Dao Court will inevitably undergo another major change.
The abundance of the sea is indeed astonishing.
As the thought crossed his mind, Lu Li nodded slightly and stood up.
"Judging by the days and reports from the scouts, the Dragon Manor's allied forces should arrive in a few days at most."
"Hmm... it's time for a pre-battle mobilization."
Many officials from various departments of the Dao Court have already arrived.
Dong Qing caught up a few days ago, at an astonishing speed.
It can now Dao Court of the Church's power is concentrated here.
Such a large-scale mobilization for a major battle was unprecedented for the Dao Court.
Beneath the French warships, a vast, dark mass of camps stretched for miles.
The banners of the eleven departments fluttered in the ocean currents.
The Army Suppression Division was arrayed on the left, Ten Thousand Spirits Division on the right.
The warriors, clad in imposing armor, shone with a surging aura of spiritual light.
It suppressed even the underwater currents, preventing them from approaching.
Behind them, the giant puppets of the Artifact Manufacturing Division stood like mountain peaks.
The pharmacists from the Pill and Dharma Division) traveled between the camps distributing elixirs.
The accountants of Spirit Source Division were engrossed in verifying the list of supplies that Primordial Beginning had transferred.
Until Lu Li suddenly appeared above the camp.
His green robe fluttered in the wind, and a five-colored spiritual light wheel slowly rotated behind him.
The phantom images of two golden and black dragons coiled on either side of the halo, their eyes lowered, looking down upon all living beings.
There were no bugles, no command flags.
The moment this figure in green robes appeared in everyone's sight, the noisy seabed suddenly fell silent.
Hundreds of thousands of cultivators, millions of Demon Beast, and countless puppets all looked up.
Lu Li's gaze swept over the massive, dark army.
He uttered a statement that was both shocking and extremely brief.
"After this battle..."
"This world, this Endless Western Sea... it's time for a new master."