"Young Master, it's better to actively prepare for the battle,"
suggested one of the cultivators within the palace.
"With Elder Yu Xiu suppressing, there shouldn't be a big problem, but we need to worry about whether the materials for various dao soldiers can keep up.
"If it really comes down to it, we can only sell the corpses to the Tower of Living Beings. Even though the price is a loss, it's still better than losing the War City,"
said another person helplessly.
"Mr. Xu Chuan, please tally the current military force we have," Shen Tang said, massaging his temples, his eyes closed in a frown.
A cultivator stepped forward, glanced around, and then spoke loudly.
"First Rank Mountain Spirits, dwarves totaling two hundred and three.
Second Rank Earthbound Spirits, one hundred and thirty.
Third Rank Tree Demons, one hundred and fifteen.
Fourth Rank Snow Beasts, seventy-six. These are all the forces we have so far."
"What about the formations?"
