None of the commanders present had a cultivation lower than the life and death realm.
The Northern Army had been in the Spirit Sea for many years, and their overall strength had increased tremendously.
"Prepare for seven days," Braydon Neal said. "Take all the path soil in the Spirit Sea and distribute it to all the soldiers. We will head to the cosmos in seven days!"
"Yes, sir!" All the commanders stood up, their eyes burning with battle intent.
The various armies had been waiting for this day for a long time.
All the members of the Northern Army would follow Braydon to conquer the endless starry sky.
Death without regrets!
These Northern Army men were most afraid that their military leader would abandon them and have them set up defenses in the country, leaving them no chance to fight.
The Northern Army was born for war and was established for killing!
They had to follow the commander and develop their foundation.
