Within the court, many ministers exchanged glances, their brows slightly furrowed, none without a heavy heart.
A hundred billion troops of All Clans from the heavens!
Over a hundred Golden Immortal martial artists!
They even face Luo Tianxian martial artists!
The enemy's power is unprecedentedly strong, and within the Qin Dynasty, the king and many ministers have gone to Torch Academy, leaving few ministers behind, sharply reducing combat strength.
An increase and a decrease in strength.
Leaving many ministers at a loss.
"Daoist Zuo, how is the preparation?"
Zhuge Liang asked with an unchanged expression, facing Zuo Ci.
A capable strategist often sees three steps ahead.
Upon ascending to the Middle Thousand World, Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, and Xiao He anticipated the onset of war and prepared beforehand, including military, elixirs, formations...
"Pri Minister, the All Clans from the Middle Thousand World cannot breach the formations!"
Zuo Ci, dressed in a black Daoist robe, stepped forward and said with cupped hands.
His tone full of confidence, as if the All Clans of the Middle Thousand World were rely fleas and ants, unable to stir great waves.
As he spoke, an incomparably powerful and profoundly mysterious aura surged from him, making his robe flutter and his long hair dance, twisting the void and making countless laws bow down.
Instantly, everyone in the hall, except for Zhao Yun, Li Yuanba, and Lv Bu, felt imnse pressure.
As if sinking into a quagmire, about to be swallowed by death.
"Formation's Dao Principle!"
"Daoist Zuo, have you broken through to Golden Immortal?"
Zhao Yun's face lit up with joy as he asked.
"I've gained a little!"
"Besides breaking through to Golden Immortal, I've also advanced to a Seventh-Level Formation Grandmaster!"
Zuo Ci replied with a smile, slowly retracting his aura and returning to simplicity, appearing just like an ordinary mortal aside from his otherworldly deanor.
"Formation Grandmaster!"
The Sect Master of Tianli trembled in his heart, his gaze beca hazy, half suspecting he was dreaming.
Instinctively, he pinched his thigh hard, the sharp pain reminded him this was reality, not an illusion.
"Gulp!"
He swallowed his saliva, looking at Zuo Ci with incredulous eyes.
He simply couldn't believe that this seemingly ordinary person in front of him was actually a Formation Grandmaster, and had comprehended the Formation's Dao Principle.
This is defying the heavens!
Bear in mind, not even in the Fifth Heaven and Sixth Heaven could one find a Formation Grandmaster!
"We are stable!"
"I bet correctly!"
In the next mont, this thought arose in the Tianli Sect Master's mind, and his previously tense and worried heart relaxed.
A Formation Grandmaster is enough to suppress a Daluo Golden Immortal martial artist.
And a Daluo Golden Immortal martial artist can, with a wave of the hand, destroy a starfield, causing billions of lives to fall.
In other words, all Zuo Ci needs to do is set up a seventh-level formation outside the Tianli Starfield to block the army of All Clans from the heavens.
Given this, what's there to worry about?
Not only him, but most of the people in the court shared similar thoughts, feeling reassured.
Because they all understood the terrifying power of a Formation Grandmaster.
"That's great!"
"With Daoist Zuo here, the Qin Dynasty stands invincible!"
One minister said excitedly.
Looking at the jubilant crowd, Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Zhao Yun, Lv Bu, and others did not display much joy.
They all understood that relying solely on Zuo Ci, it would suffice to defeat the enemies besieging the starfield, but it's far from enough to reverse the fate and turn around the decline of humanity.
There's no denying it; a Formation Grandmaster is powerful, but the downsides are clear.
An Array Master's combat strength mainly depends on formations.
Setting up a formation requires massive amounts of resources.
Once the formation is activated, it requires enormous energy to maintain operations.
Crucially, formations are inert, difficult to move; as long as the enemy doesn't enter the formation, they're powerless.
"Ladies and gentlen, the All Clans from the heavens are coming fiercely; do not underestimate them or capsize!"
"Even when a lion hunts a rabbit, it uses full strength!"
Zhuge Liang's expression changed slightly, giving a stern warning.
Everyone's hearts shuddered, quickly recovering from joy, feeling ashad that they beca complacent without the battle having started.
It's really inappropriate!
Even if one should celebrate, it should be after the victory of the battle!
"It's coming!"
At this ti, Zhao Yun, Lv Bu, Li Yuanba, and Zuo Ci, with the highest cultivation levels, seed to sense sothing as they simultaneously raised their heads, gazing afar.
They could clearly feel that energy outside the Tianli Starfield had beco extrely violent.
That kind of violence was imnse!
Not one, ten, or a hundred breaths could generate it.
But an explosion of a billion, ten billion, a hundred billion slaughtering auras ford this destructive force.
Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Xiao He, the Sect Master of Tianli, and others raised their heads, their pupils narrowing in shock.
Red!
A haunting shade of red!
A massive torrent surged from afar, drowning everything; billions of miles of stars trembled, teorites shattered, and the cosmos fractured.
Especially at the forefront, over a hundred slaughter beams pierced the starry sky, dazzling like a star, visible even across half a starfield.
Each beam contains a Golden Immortal powerhouse of All Clans from the heavens.
They transford into their true forms: majestic tigers, crimson-eyed giant wolves, monkey acts as mighty as mountains, silver-glowing centipedes, fierce birds soaring tens of thousands of miles...
The army of All Clans from the heavens has comnced their attack!
"Implent the plan!"
Zhuge Liang ordered.
Zuo Ci, Zhao Yun, Lv Bu, Li Yuanba, and others nodded, tearing through the void, and leaving the Nine Provinces World.
anwhile, outside the Imperial Capital, countless figures flew out, clad in armor, weapons held high, forming ranks in the void, morale soaring, embodying a fighting spirit that can alter heaven and earth.
"Roar!"
Outside the Nine Provinces World, the Great Wall transford into a giant dragon, winding and twisting, gazing at the distant enemy forces, its dragon might spreading, reaching an unparalleled level, terrifyingly powerful.
"The blood-stained path of conquest!"
In the depths of the world, the figure 'Universal Heaven' erged, sitting in the void.
Around him, endless Daoist power surged, all beneath his feet, honoring him as supre, recognizing him as sovereign.
In the Ta Temple, incense smoke swirled, the Yu Zhou Ding trembled slightly, emitting ancient blue light, faintly revealing an ancient god emitting a terrifying pressure that silenced the world.
"Pri Minister, what does the Tianli Sect need to do?"
The Sect Master of Tianli retracted his gaze, quickly asking.
"You..."
Zhuge Liang looked at the Sect Master, pondering, "Lead the Tianli Sect disciples to form the reserve army, and only when needed, join the battlefield!"
Truthfully, he doesn't wish to mobilize the Tianli Sect disciples.
Because even if the entire Tianli Sect strikes, facing the ocean-like army of All Clans from the heavens, they are rely pebbles, incapable of creating significant waves.
Yet he can't reject the goodwill!
"Understood!"
The Sect Master replied respectfully.
But deep down, there's a touch of bitterness.
He understands that to the Qin Heavenly Court, the Tianli Sect is but a dispensable existence.
Nonetheless, after leaving the court, he returned to the Tianli Sect, selecting powerful disciples to form an army, readying a surge.
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