Beginning of the Sacred War

All of the students of the Holy Zhi Palace stepped outside and came to the entrance of the Holy Zhi Palace.

Everyone took their positions and was looking far away. The Thousand Holy Islands looked as they always did—archipelagos consisting of islands hanging midair, making them look like somewhere in the heavens. Soon, that heaven-like place would become the battlefield of the Sacred War, and the place might end up being taken over by the invaders from the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty.

That Sacred War was fought for the Holy Zhi Palace and, in extension, for the Barren State.

The air was dead silent and the mood was incredibly solemn. However, what was seen in the eyes of everyone present was indomitable resolve and nothing else.

The upcoming war would serve as a test of sorts.

Dazzling golden lights shimmered faraway, turning the sky golden. The eyes of the people of the Barren State never looked sharper.