In every corner of the Imperial Capital where the flowing lights filled the sky, there were hidden Spirit Refining True Beings from various sects, newly emerged Spirit Transmutation prodigies, and Qi-training cultivators attempting to seize the opportunity.
Streaks of Flight of Light tore through the sky, rushing towards the pitch-black hollow Great Sun, like moths fluttering towards the sun.
The silver-armored general watched this scene with eyes nearly splitting in rage. He knew that even the thirty thousand elite soldiers, coordinating with the Imperial Capital Great Array Formation, could barely suppress the Spirit Refining True Beings from the grotto heavens blessed land, let alone the cultivators spread throughout the Imperial Capital.
Unless Emperor Xia was willing to suppress them all by using humanity's fate without regard for the consequences, it was absolutely impossible to stop these cultivators from heading to the Secret Realm Square-Inch.
