The Sacred War Begins

Saint Ji, Saint Xihua, the sacred king all took the respective corners, at the front of the three armies they led.

They knew that the mighty ones of the Yue clan were at their rear, but they did not care. They took the same attitude with those from the Vajra Region. As for Bai Luli, few even paid any heed to him. The power of one individual was utterly insignificant in a sacred war at such a scale. Only the likes of Ye Futian would have been able to somehow affect the battles.

However, if the power difference was too great. He still would not have been able to change anything.

The battle that time was to be the true sacred war. Furthermore, one that had ten holy lands involved just from the surface alone. The scale was simply terrifying.

In such sacred wars, the power of one was insignificant unless said one was a saint.

"Get into formation," Saint Ji said.