1878. Tactics

The rank 9 cultivator in the gaseous stage filled the area with heavy pressure. Long white hair combed into a simple ponytail fluttered in the winds generated by the chaotic laws. His young face didn't have any beard, and his eyes shone with a green light that seemed to carry white shades.

The cultivator's robe was completely white and radiated Heaven and Earth's iconic aura. The storms seemed unable to make his long sleeves flutter and revealed the presence of inscriptions hidden in their fabric. Moreover, the thousands of ghosts that came out of the cauldron flew toward him and created a dark army ready to obey his commands.

Needless to say, that sudden appearance left the experts speechless. They expected Heaven and Earth to do something about their interference, but that had happened after only one year of relentless offensive.