The Shitián Clan's arrogance stemmed from the arrival of their reinforcements.
However, their reinforcements arrived too late. Over the past few years, the fighting spirit of the cultivators in this world had been ignited by the Ice Sword Mercenary Group.
When they fought with all their might, they became a formidable force. Their so-called reinforcements were merely a few more eighth-realm cultivators.
As time passed, the cultivation of the Ice Sword Mercenary Group members did not stagnate.
Li Qingyun, Bai Nianchen, and Qin Xiaoxiao had all advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Wang Teng had also reached the middle stage of the Golden Body realm, and others were progressing rapidly.
The Cultivator Alliance provided them with abundant resources. Bai Hong, unfazed by their identity as visitors from another world, supported them wholeheartedly.
Unlike Wu Yuan, he knew how powerful Luo Xiaowei and his companions were. Each individual possessed the combat power of a Mahayana stage cultivator.
Together, they were an immortal-level fighting force.
Their presence could tip the balance of the war.
This was their world's best opportunity. While they were here, they should seize the chance to slaughter these detestable Shitián Clan members until they dared not return.
Standing on a flying ship, Bai Hong asked Luo Xiaowei, "Young friend Luo, what do you think are our chances of winning this battle?"
Luo Xiaowei replied calmly, "If you don't retreat, I believe... it's ninety percent."
Bai Hong was astonished. Although he was a resolute leader, he wouldn't speak with such absolute certainty.
"The enemy has reinforcements. Don't we have a lesser chance of victory?"
Luo Xiaowei recalled Wang Teng's words and said with utmost conviction, "We certainly do! Don't be deceived by their numbers. I've never believed that, in the same realm, their strength is equal to ours. Every human cultivator, throughout their journey, has learned miraculous spells and secret arts through various resources."
"We also know alchemy, artifact forging, and talisman crafting... and our cultivation speed is faster than theirs. Seniors, you must have sufficient confidence in our race, understand? In our homeland, we started from scratch to enter the era of immortal cultivation, but under the guidance of our elder, we never felt we would fail in the upcoming war."
Bai Hong was taken aback by Luo Xiaowei's words, as if he had received some extraordinary information.
"Your homeland is about to face war?"
"There's nothing to hide. Besides our elder, we are the highest-cultivated individuals in that world. Our elder foresaw future events, so he sent us to gain experience in various worlds. This world is one of them. While we appear formidable to you, for us, failure means not becoming Immortal Emperors."
Bai Hong was even more shocked. Cultivating Immortal Emperors – if you said you were cultivating one, that would be one thing, but you were aiming to make this entire group Immortal Emperors?
Immortal Emperors were not common weeds. In a cultivation world, even the most top-tier cultivation worlds had only about ten Immortal Emperors.
Furthermore, many Immortal Emperors only achieved their imperial status after thousands or tens of thousands of years.
To cultivate so many at once, he didn't know how to comment, only sighing "Impressive."
"If the opportunity arises, perhaps we can offer you some assistance within our capabilities."
"Alas, let's not talk about that. We have a mission. This battle will be the turning point of this war, liberating your world. Then we can report back properly!"
Bai Hong felt a strong sense of confidence from these young people, which in turn boosted his own confidence.
"What is your plan?"
Luo Xiaowei spread his hands and said, "The plan is... there is no plan. My companions and I have already become their thorns in the side. Almost every Shitián Clan member recognizes us. Our every move will attract the Shitián Clan's utmost attention. Therefore, a surprise attack like when we first arrived is no longer feasible."
Bai Hong nodded and said, "In that case, are you going to fight alongside our Cultivator Alliance army?"
"Yes, this time, we won't play tricks. We will launch a full-scale offensive. Don't fear sacrifice. The longer we delay, the more disadvantageous it will be for us. War inevitably involves casualties. Only by completely eradicating this Shitián Clan threat can your world regain its former vitality."
"Rest assured, we are prepared. However, our geniuses here have too little experience in war. You will need to lead them."
"You can rest assured about that. I wasn't this passionate at first. It's mainly my good brother Wang Teng. He fights in a way that is rather... inspiring."
Bai Hong also nodded emphatically. Their world lacked someone like Wang Teng, a powerful and reckless fighter!
Diving headfirst into the enemy ranks, roaring as he fought, he was like a human war drum.
The two chatted for a while longer, then Luo Xiaowei stepped on his sword and flew towards their Ice Sword Mercenary Group.
"Yo, what did he want to talk to you about, Ah Wei?"
Luo Xiaowei spread his hands: "Nothing much, just wanted to find some confidence from me. It's clear that Bai Hong is a bit afraid of suffering heavy losses in this battle."
Everyone looked back at the vast cultivator army following behind them.
This time, they had gathered nearly a million troops, combining all the cultivators from the Cultivator Alliance and all the mercenaries from the Mercenary Alliance.
This was a grand battle that none of them had participated in before. A million soldiers, flying in the sky, a dark mass.
This was the rule set by the Immortal Emperors when they departed: only those at or above the Golden Core stage were allowed to participate in the front lines.
The biggest difference between Foundation Establishment and Golden Core was the ability to fly.
Without the ability to fly, if they were defeated, they would likely be slaughtered.
Wang Teng gasped, "This is the first time I'm playing on such a large scale. If we win this battle, this world will basically be victorious, right?"
Everyone nodded.
Such a massive campaign, almost a total mobilization, demonstrated the resolve of the Cultivator Alliance. They were no longer the weak and hesitant Cultivator Alliance of the past.
A million troops were already daunting. What about their Blue Star?
Remember, Blue Star had a population of seven to eight billion. Excluding the elderly who were completely dependent, almost the entire population practiced cultivation.
Although they only had three years, with the addition of a few Time Secret Realms and the various resources they had brought back from cultivation worlds, it should not be a problem to reach tens of millions of cultivators at or above the Golden Core stage within three years.
Wang Teng clenched his fist and said excitedly, "Brothers, I can already imagine the scene of our Blue Star cultivators clashing with the Shitián Clan. This time, we not only have to win, but we have to win brilliantly, and then return to show them our heroic spirit!"