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Shattered Isles, a battle zone.

The sky was clear, azure-blue, and devoid of even a trace of Red Mist.

Magnificent camps were encased within high walls, looking like forts stacked on a beach. Around them, debris, bloodstains, potholes, and ravines were a recurring sight.

"We've repelled another wave of monsters,"

boasted a Frontier Lord proudly.

It had been two weeks since the great victory at Shattered Island.

During this period, battles were still frequent, with major fights erupting every few days. Although there were dozens from the Legendary Realm participating in these battles, compared to earlier campaigns, they were still just local conflicts.

As expected, Dragon Sleep Valley no longer launched decisive wars.

They didn't have the strength anymore.

The pollution struggled to spread, and after erosion, the potentates of Dragon Sleep Valley found it difficult to set foot on this island territory.

They continued with their previous strategy, aiming to plant more corrupt offshoots around Shattered Isles to enhance the Red Mist. Simultaneously, they adopted tactics like surprise attacks and stealth warfare in the battle zone.

Every now and then, the camp guards faced fierce attacks from the enemy, and the defending soldiers and officers dared not be careless.

Legendary battles outside the battle zone erupted from time to time.

"This is the norm for a battle zone,"

Mu Yuan considered as he looked at the war report.

He had previously collected publicly available war reports from other battle zones and knew that 'decisive war' wasn't easily triggered, often only occurring once every few years... for a battle zone.

Through repetitive battles, exploiting enemy's inaccuracies until a real war of annihilation could be launched.

And in these localized wars, Shattered Isles Warzone...

had a slight advantage.

Both Pupil Blade Duke and Dark Heaven Duke had fallen.

Ice Burial Duke, the strongest, was unable to leave his main base.

Despite still being at a disadvantage in terms of troop strength and high-end combat power, Shattered Isles used Spirit Seeds along with exquisite tactical coordination to frequently gain a modest advantage.

Strategically, the enemy's rate of implanting corrupt offshoots didn't match up to their speed of eradication.

This was winning!

"The rest would be a protracted war, where we repeatedly push back the corruption until our forces can surround the nest,"

"encircling and eradicating the core forces of Dragon Sleep Valley in this region, to utterly purify them,"

"However, by then, we will need to confront Ice Burial Duke directly, the top-tier Grand Duke who wields the powers of ice and death, a figure of the Third Realm,"

This was the precondition for everything to go smoothly.

Mu Yuan never dared to be too optimistic in his planning, and he wasn't in a hurry with this strategy.

There was no point in rushing.

Even if the armies of Shattered Island could now assault the base of Dragon Sleep Valley, what then? Could they really fight Ice Burial Duke?

"Before that, we need to enhance our power," Enjoy more content from empire

How to enhance it quickly?

One way was through major battles, but there were none available right now.

The second was through treasures and sacred lands.

Compared to scarce treasures, sacred lands offered a better cost-to-benefit ratio.

"Inside and outside the Taixuan Realm, there are several top sacred lands,"

Like his own site within the Great Blood Tree Forest at Ten Directions Island Domain, the 'Withering Flourishing Precinct,' a marvelous place where flora continuously grew and withered, subtly embodying the Way of Nature while containing mysteries.

For ordinary Professionals and common strongmen, such peculiar places held little value.

But for those exacting control over such conceptual powers and keen on advancing their craft in the Law Realm, it was an excellent practice ground.

The Alliance controlled many such sacred lands, many of which were greatly beneficial even to common strongmen.

Some of the top sacred lands were coveted by world-level strongmen.

Such sacred lands were not solely controlled by Taixuan.

Some were jointly held by several countries; others were governed by natural forces, with intrinsic rules.

Entry requirements for such places were exceedingly high.

But now, as a five-star Frontier Lord and having earned substantial military achievements, he possessed the necessary qualifications.

...

Tai Xuan Alliance, Xuan Du.

In the high tower meeting room.

Several wills projected and materialized, one after another, bodies indistinguishable from ordinary humans.

An old man with a pipe;

A small old man wearing white robes with white eyebrows and beard;

An elderly man, built like a tower but with grizzled temples;

and...

"You all heard about the victory in the Shattered Isles Warzone, right?"

"Of course, the young lads did well, they showed some of our old spirit,"

"Back in the day? Some of us entered the Eternal World in quite a sorry state, I still have the photos from back then,"

"Ahem..."

"With this decisive victory in Shattered Isles, we don't have to worry about investing more resources there, especially since... the fog tides have erupted again there,"

There was a momentary silence, faces turning grave.

"This is a sign,"

"According to the Astronomical Society's predictions, there's not much time left—either the next Red Fog Disaster Moon or the one after, a great catastrophe will arrive,"

A great catastrophe...

All present had experienced the previous one, before the Tai Xuan Alliance was even established.

Yet, they had witnessed a vast force comparable to the present Tai Xuan Alliance disintegrate amidst the disaster.

"The Myriad Phenomena Empire will crumble, which isn't unrelated to their past decision-making errors that directly caused the loss of half their high-end combat power,"

"However, this also means the calamity is extremely terrifying,"

"Has the Holy Griffon Empire shown any signs? This is a grand catastrophe for all of humanity,"

"Hmph!" The old man with white eyebrows and beard scoffed, "It's a grand catastrophe for all humanity, but not for them—the Holy Griffon Empire. None of the human realms border the Red Mist Land like the Griffon Empire does. Why would they be worried? They would probably prefer that we suffer heavy losses in the catastrophe, leaving us unable to threaten their position of power.

If it weren't for international repercussions, the Griffon Empire might have just sat back and watched."