Chapter 184 - 142: The Death of Qingcang, The Prosperity of the Human Race_2
This change did not require a bloody battle or natural talent, it merely required stepping into the barracks.
This was also the reason why Wenren Wu, with his level eighty-five Dao foundation, could defend vast territories for Daqian. The Mixed Element Sect underwent a transformation through an Immortal Skill that multiplied soldiers like beans; they did not need countless people to form an army but relied on the basis of a million dharma forms.
It was just that Wenren Wu used mortals as a medium in his reverse cultivation of divine skill.
In Immortal Land, the strongest were revered, and even the strongest, suddenly weakened by a hundred times, still had the capability to move mountains and fill seas.
But those who entered the game were the strongest, and under mutual restraint, there was room for those of lower levels to wield their skills. With beings like True Monarchs acting as mutual checks, there was room for mortal armies to be useful.
The Major Sects competed in all-around strength, needing to prevail at upper, middle, and lower tiers.
In the general’s tent of the barracks, Wenren Wu leaned over looking at the map, the mountains and rivers, the land of Lin Chuan stretching thousands of miles. A red sparrow flew into the tent and perched on his armor, quietly watching him.
Wenren Wu’s gaze moved from the tabletop to the red sparrow without detecting anything amiss; it seemed like just another bird. But in his hand, he already held a yellow imperial decree, gritting his teeth cautiously as he asked, "May I know which senior graces us with their presence?"
"I am Chi Ling."
The red sparrow got straight to the point without needing any display of aura, its name alone made Wenren Wu shiver inwardly.