Just as the Abyss Seal had shattered, the path of Cultivation had also just been recently extended.

At that time, the foremost powerhouses of the first tier in the Mystical Mechanism Continent had only just broken through to the early stages of the Eighth Realm.

However, the cultivators of the Eighth Realm within the Abyss Army were simply too numerous to count; if they were to step out of the Desert North, it would become an invasion that the Mystical Mechanism Continent would be powerless to resist, as if crumbling weeds and withered trees.

Unfortunately, as soon as they emerged, they were smacked back by Chen Hua's sword, and those once smugly triumphant Abyss Envoys preparing to lead their troops out are still yet to resurrect.

"Five battlefields have barely managed to intercept the advance of the Abyss. As long as we completely crush the Abyss Army in these five battlefields, we can take the opportunity to directly assault into the Abyss."

Chen Hua pointed at the border area of black and green, at five crimson circles.

"Five? Are these all the military forces of the Abyss?"

Fang Zhi stroked his chin, pondering for a moment before asking.

"Not sure, in any case, the troop strength at these five locations hasn't increased any further, and the majority are currently in a stalemate."

Chen Hua shook his head, unsure of exactly how many forces the Abyss held; for now, all they could do was to take it one step at a time.

"Which battlefield were you at before coming here?"

Chen Hua looked up at the others. These several battlefields had formed only after the forces of the Mystical Mechanism Continent clashed with the Abyss, and so he wasn't too clear about who was leading them.

"The Immortal Dynasty and the Senluo Wanxiang Sect are in charge of these two here."

The Immortal Emperor Zhou Zhukong pointed out two of the luminous bodies on the map's westernmost battlefields, which shifted in color, revealing the essence of the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty and the Senluo Wanxiang.

The Sect Master of Senluo Wanxiang Sect, Wan Wan, accompanied by Pang Qingshi, remained silent; their encounter with the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty was purely coincidental.

If there was an authority on warfare, it would be none other than the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty. Although their main military strength was on the westernmost battlefield, as it was located on the border of the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty, they had generals from the Immortal Dynasty defending the borders on all five battlefields.

Combined with the Senluo Wanxiang's power of obscuring the Heavenly Mechanism, the partnership between the two forces was pretty satisfactory.

"The Complete Heaven Sect and the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool are responsible for the two on the east side."

Zhou Yuzhi lightly tapped the map, and the colors of the two battlefields on the right side of the Central Battlefield abruptly changed, manifesting the essence of the Celestial Stars and the icy sharp Sword Intent.

They from the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool and the Complete Heaven Sect were old acquaintances, and their coordination was quite seamless. Besides, they couldn't just let the Complete Heaven Sect and the Senluo Wanxiang Sect team up, right? If so, they might end up fighting each other before killing a few from the Abyss.

"Blood Control Sect is responsible for reinforcements; just give us a heads-up if any of you can't hold on. I will certainly help you without bearing past grudges."

The Sect Leader of the Blood Control Sect, Xu Yi, gave a cold smile, his expression arrogant as he looked at everyone else.

Everyone here, apart from those First-class forces, had once targeted the Blood Control Sect and not a single one was absent.

Just thinking about getting these folks to ask for help brought Xu Yi great satisfaction.

"All my Demon Clan warriors are at the most fiercely contested Central Battlefield; just make sure none of you others drop the ball."

The Grand Saint of Nine Spirits did not reveal his true form, instead remaining as a massive and dark shadowy outline, with a pair of blood-red eyes that blazed like the sun, full of murderous intent.

Liang Yi looked at the fierce appearance the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits deliberately posed and then glanced at Old Man Orange's tired and lazy demeanor, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Is there any hidden need for this? Who doesn't know Old Man Orange is your son?

"Though the combat capabilities of the Wind God Commerce is average, we will fully support the resource needs of each battlefield, we'll even break the pot and sell the iron if we have to, ensuring no shortage of supplies!"

The tower-like robust figure next to Yu Wei slowly spoke up, this person was the Chief of the Wind God Commerce, Yu Cheng.

"Is that Yu Wei's father?"

Su Youyi quietly tugged at her senior brother's sleeve, asking in a low but puzzled voice.

"Mm, it's indeed him."

Liang Yi knew what his junior sister was confused about, because this president, based on appearance alone, looked more like a fierce and formidable delivery man from some courier agency.

However, this burly man was indeed the largest merchant on the Mystical Mechanism Continent, bar none.

Yu Wei had been continuously supporting the Zen Sect of Desert North ever since the war had broken out. Otherwise, with the desolate condition of Desert North, it would have been impossible to hold out for so long even with Chen Hua present.

However, the massive expenditure of resources was indeed a profitless and loss-making venture and had even touched the interests of certain members within the commerce association, leading to the situation where Yu Wei suffered severe injuries and fell into a coma.

But Yu Wei was no fool. He had arranged everything before he was harmed, ensuring that Wind God Commerce continued providing help and support to the Zen Sect even in his absence.

After finding a way to heal himself and regaining consciousness from his grave illness, Yu Wei resolutely used an iron-fisted approach to remove any discordant voices within Wind God Commerce, starting to give full support to the war.

"The various healing elixirs and recovery pills needed for the war are currently being urgently produced by Medicine Valley and will soon be directly delivered to the five main battlefields."

Gu Sheng, who had taken the form of a pill, spoke slowly, standing in the palm of a young girl's hand. The massive stockpile of elixirs Medicine Valley had accumulated over millions of years had already begun supplying cultivators on the battlefield.

Every battlefield could be called a meat grinder, with countless cultivators being severely wounded or falling with every passing breath.

At times like these, the role of Spirit Pills would be magnified thousands of times over, becoming an essential for every cultivator.

If it weren't for the shame of Medicine Valley's Spirit Pills, the casualties on the side of the Mystical Mechanism Continent would easily more than tenfold, and it would be impossible to maintain the current deadlock.

"Naturally, the Refining Sect will take care of the magical treasures. You can rest assured about this,"

Ouyang Bai, with his hair and beard all white, chuckled confidently, making his promise.

"However, our reserves of ores at the Refining Sect are nearly depleted. For this matter, we still need to trouble President Yu."

Ouyang Bai looked towards Yu Wei. On the battlefield, magical treasures were also one of the key factors influencing victory or defeat. Although their Refining Sect boasted unparalleled forging abilities, without raw materials, they were helpless.

"Get a portion for Medicine Valley too!"

Gu Sheng, afraid that Yu Wei might not see him, raised his hand to signal.

"No problem, leave these matters to me!"

Yu Wei nodded, having already contemplated and prepared for this.

"Thanks to everyone for your hard work!"

Chen Hua extended his hand in a gesture of gratitude towards everyone present.

"After we win this war, the repayment will perhaps be a thorough beating."

Fang Zhi, understanding best what these fellows wanted, said with a mischievous smile.

Hearing Fang Zhi's suggestion, whether it was Zhou Zhukong or Xu Yi, all nodded in agreement.

This statement was indeed close to their hearts!

"Alright, then when the time comes, you and I will have a fight first, I'll let you use one hand."

Chen Hua raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Humph humph."

Fang Zhi coldly chuckled twice without replying, knowing that if he didn't fight, he wouldn't lose.

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