Fang Qingyuan followed his unit to the center of the camp, where over a thousand Cultivators had already gathered. They wore uniform attire, standing silently in place. From the surrounding barracks, many more units like Fang Qingyuan's emerged, flowing like streams into a lake as they found their designated positions and silently merged into the military formation.
A short while later, a grand array of six thousand men had taken shape. In its center stood a massive banner, embroidered with a five-clawed, golden-scaled Mirage Dragon!
The colossal banner was nearly a thousand feet tall and was pulled by thirty giant elephants. When unfurled, it seemed to blot out the sky and moon.
In a military formation of six thousand, the spontaneous exchange of Spiritual Qi among the Cultivators alone was enough to cause the surrounding space to tremble. 'If they were to all unleash their strongest Magical Power on a single command, how intense would that scene be?'
