Not even an hour had passed, and almost everyone had arrived!
And judging by the numbers, there were ten to twenty percent more people than nine days ago; clearly, over the last few days, some loose cultivators had returned to the Primal Spirit Realm and brought friends along.
To this, the Li family did not object.
"Depart!"
As the sun rose fully above the horizon, Li Zhixuan's cold and sharp voice instantly spread throughout the entire encampment, falling into everyone's ears.
Over ten thousand cultivators boarded a great number of Spirit Boats, grandly flying toward the front-line camps of the Devil Race and Demonic Tao of This Realm. Wherever they passed, they broke through the clouds in the sky, leaving behind trails in their wake.
The fleet was massive and unstoppable, impossible to conceal. For as soon as they set out, the Heavenly Dao of the Floating Light Realm marked them, as if to announce to all living beings of This Realm—so there was no need for secrecy any longer!
