"Attention!" Biyue shouted, her sweet, soft voice echoing for kilometers.
In front of her were two rows, totaling 200 cultivators, all of the Rebirth realm.
Just behind these rows were countless others, thousands, tens of thousands of cultivators, none weaker than the Burning Blood Realm.
It was impossible to deny that the sight of so many cultivators lined up like that was indeed threatening.
But that was just the reserve army, created to defend the forest of the fallen moon.
It was incomparable to the main army which, after all the processing of recruits, had reached more than 1.8 million soldiers.
Of course, transporting them all in flying ships was almost impossible, even though the Orthodox alliance had more than fifteen huge arks, capable of carrying tens of thousands of soldiers each.
As a result, only the 400,000 strongest were transported by the chests, the rest being forced to make their way on foot.
