Time passed in the blink of an eye, and only a few days were left.
Once Dongfang Haoran, Ximen Fengfu, and the others returned to Bloody Soul Mountain, they immediately gathered the troops and checked the combat groups of their martial artists.
For the experts in sects, these were common methods, but for the rogue cultivators in the Jianghu, grouping them into groups was a big problem that they had never encountered before.
Therefore, they had to undergo pre-battle training.
However, most rogue cultivators were unruly, used to fighting alone, free and undisciplined. To form a combat group was not something that could be done in a short period of time.
If they could not be smoothed out and forced, not only would it not be beneficial to the formation, but it would also create disharmony, contradictions, and flaws. It would be even more unsightly.
With this in mind, the three palace masters simply assigned all the rogue cultivators to Zhan Wufei, and they were all incorporated into the Sacred Heart Palace.
Then, they took out the entire Sacred Heart Palace and assigned people to train them.
Originally, such a move would take a lot of effort and time. However, if the rogue cultivators of the Jianghu were allowed to do whatever they wanted, once a battle broke out, they would be thrown into disarray. It would be a good thing for them to not be able to hold their own, and it could easily affect the regular combat formations of the Heavenly Palaces that had already been formed.
This was definitely not a groundless worry. Rather, it was a situation that was entirely possible and even inevitable.
It was imperative for the three palace masters to prevent this in advance, but only God knew what the final effect would be.
Many of the rogue cultivators were not used to receiving controlled training and other arrangements, and were even disgusted by it.
Everyone was hot-blooded and volunteered to resist the invasion, to shed their blood and fight. It was nothing, so why did they have to listen to their commands? Learn to walk? Formation? I've walked all my life, and you're telling me I don't know how to walk?
Everyone can just kill the demons when the battle starts. Are we going to cause trouble? Be a traitor? Aren't you looking down on us too much?
The Sacred Heart Palace was busy with this.
They had to do their work and explain again and again.
It was impossible to ignore it and let it run its course. Just as they had said, those who could come here were all good men who disregarded life and death. How could they let them be bitterly disappointed?
However, there were also rogue cultivators who were obedient, such as those who were given to Palace Nine Supremes. Well, it should be said that those who were given to Palace Nine Supremes were much more peaceful, obedient and obedient.
The fundamental reason could be summed up in one sentence — Try being awesome again?!
The meaning behind these words was clear. Do you know whose fist is bigger? If you dare to stab me, I dare to deal with you. Do you believe it?!
Especially now that the Palace of Nine Supremes was faintly showing signs of becoming the world's number one sect, the rogue cultivators were all convinced.
Looking at the Palace of Nine Supremes' battle formation up close and experiencing it for himself, he would be able to see who was better.
You are a Saint Venerable, so I will send nine Saint Emperors to form a formation to fight with you.
This is the effect of the formation, do you see?
Do you understand now?
It's more important to be honest!
The Blood Soul Mountain was filled with cultivators of the saint class and above.
As for the practitioners below the Great Sage level, they set up camp five hundred miles below the Blood Soul Mountain.
If the Blood Soul Mountain really collapsed … Experts above the Saint Monarch Realm would still have a chance to survive, but those below the Saint Monarch Realm wouldn't have such confidence.
One camp after another, stretching for thousands of miles …
Hu Xiaofan pulled up his pants and returned to the Palace of Nine Supremes' base. After a while, the crowd asked, "What's wrong with you? What are you doing again? Why are you making faces?"
Back then, Hu Xiaofan had discovered the Demon Clan's abnormality, which made the human race aware of the Demon Clan's conspiracy earlier. He had been in the limelight, but no one blamed him even though he had made a strange appearance again. Instead, they had asked more questions, afraid that they would miss out on some important clues.
Hu Xiaofan looked amazed. "You don't know how many people there are until you've been to the Five Valleys Valley. There are so many of them!"
The crowd was puzzled and asked for more details.
The Five Valleys Valley was a huge valley slightly further away from the other end of the Blood Soul Mountain, but the name 'Five Valleys' was only recently given. It was probably the waste of the people who gathered here every day. All of them were transported there, so the stench was so strong that it made people want to vomit.
The reason why it was named Five Valleys Valley was naturally derived from the cycle of the five grains.
Hu Xiaofan grinned and said, "You don't know this, but I've been to the Five Valleys Valley before. Not only is it a valley, but it also has a bottomless cliff ten thousand feet high … It's such a deep cliff, but now it's almost filled with feces. What do you think it's like? If there's no war for another month or so, maybe the Five Valleys Valley will be renamed to Five Valleys Mountain!"
"It's a veritable mountain of feces! Maybe it's even higher than the Blood Soul Mountain! "
The crowd, who thought it was some secret rumor, frowned and cursed.
Among them, a few female disciples felt nauseous and retched. Yun Xiuxin gritted her teeth. As soon as she calmed down, she came up and grabbed Hu Xiaofan, beating him up.
'This bastard, he hasn't been beaten for only one day … and he's already …'
On the other hand, Shi Wuchen and the others stood at a high vantage point, watching as the number of people grew larger and larger. Their faces were filled with worry, and there was not the slightest hint of joy.
"Now … the number of martial artists who have come here … has long exceeded the fifty million mark," Luo Dajiang said in a bored tone, carrying his saber.
"More than fifty million?" Shi Wuchen sighed. "Your information is too outdated. To tell you the truth … even now, the total number of people is not enough to beat two hundred million! The last count half a month ago was already one hundred and fifty million … Now, there are still many Saint Kings and Saints rushing here. I'm really speechless … "
The crowd sighed in unison.
Venerables, Saints, Saint Kings … These names sounded very powerful, and perhaps in the eyes of ordinary martial artists, they were already top-notch experts. Many of these people were even heroes of their own regions.
However, their strength was not enough in the battlefield against the Demon Clan, and they were probably not even cannon fodder!
Any demon who could cross the Blood Soul Mountain and rush here would have the strength of a Saint Venerable or above. If a Saint King was sent over, it would be good enough if they did not swallow him whole.
In other words, the result of praising a chicken feather as a duster would not only not be able to defeat the Demon Clan, but would also be sending them heads and even rations.
But this was the truth, and the reality was the reality … One must not say it out loud.
The truth was one thing, but it was still necessary to take care of the feelings of one's own people. One's pride should not be trampled on.
A long howl rose from the peak of the mountain.
"Leaders of all sects, come quickly to the East Pole Station to discuss the war!"
This was Dongfang Haoran's return, and he called for a meeting of the Bound of Universe's top brass to discuss battle strategies and tactics.
Shi Wuchen's spirits were lifted. "Let's go!"
The two of them left side by side.
On the other side, a howl shook the sky. "Beast Kings of Tian Fa, come!"
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After a round of discussion, the three Heavenly Palaces, as the first echelon, would go against the first wave, hoping to destroy the Demon Clan's attack, or at least delay their advance. As for the Beast Kings of Tian Fa, they would be the second wave of combat power to further attack the enemy, and the Nine Supremes would be the third wave. It would be best if they could counterattack for a while. In short, it was to exhaust the enemy's strength as much as possible. Then, it would be the final fourth wave, where everyone would go together and fight against the Demon Clan with numbers!
However, if they really went to the last wave, the elites of the Bound of Universe's allied forces would be reduced by at least sixty percent, and there would not be much suspense in this war.
"For the Bound of Universe, for the human race behind us, we will fight to the last breath!" Dongfang Haoran's expression was solemn. "Everyone, there will definitely be sacrifices in battle, and everyone here may very well perish here. There is no need to say more about this. "
"However, I hope that everyone, and the disciples behind you … even if you have to die in battle, don't die in a meaningless way. At the very least, drag someone down with you! This is my only request to everyone! "
"This concerns the life and death of the entire Bound of Universe. Everyone, it's all on you and me, please!"
Dongfang Haoran did not mention how dangerous the current situation was, nor did he mention how huge and unbeatable the enemy's threat was, but with just a few short sentences and the last 'please!', he had explained everything clearly and clearly.
To be able to make the pinnacle of the human race say something like 'please', it had already explained too many problems!
"All participants, take a small token back later. This token is hard to destroy. Firstly, it can be placed on the chest to add some protection. Secondly, it's a proof of identity. As long as you write your name on it with blood, your personal information will be stored inside forever. "
"Even if the war is unfortunate and there are no corpses left, as long as this small token is here, everyone can bury the remains of the heroes and let the future generations remember today's achievement."
Dongfang Haoran still did not give a long speech. He only gave a brief arrangement before he dismissed the meeting and went to collect their tokens.
"If you have the intention to leave something behind or leave a message for your family, please write your will as soon as possible and send it to the camp at the back for safekeeping. As long as the logistics personnel are not all dead, everyone's will will be sent home."
"Yes."
At this point, everything was assigned properly.
Dongfang Haoran, Ximen Fanfu, and the others walked out of the tents, facing the north wind at the mountain pass, their clothes and hair fluttering.
There was a faint sense of desolation on both of their faces.
"Yun Yang is still there."
"Yes. He said that he wants to stay there and defend Fox Emperor City with three hundred of Fox Emperor's personal guards. After all, he needs to personally communicate with Emperor Roc and the others. Right now, helping Emperor Roc and the others recover their injuries and strength is the key to turning the war around. It's of the utmost importance and cannot be neglected. "
"Everyone is working hard in this war, especially Supreme Cloud." Dongfang Haoran sighed. "Bound of Universe's Supreme Cloud, Bound of Universe's Supreme Cloud, truly worthy of his name!"
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