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The difference between a cultivator's march and that of ordinary humans was significant. Especially for those in the Foundation Establishnt stage, cultivators almost completely did not need to carry provisions.
Perhaps those in the Qi Refinent Realm still needed to carry so provisions and weapons, but for those in Foundation Establishnt, these were not necessary.
They could go without food or water for three days without experiencing significant fatigue.
In a Foundation Establishnt march, they could cover eight hundred li in a day, and the monsters they encountered on the road would be enough to feed them.
Chen Qing sat cross-legged atop a war chariot crafted from spirit wood, which was carried by four wicked Foundation Establishnt ghosts.
At the center of the formation, six hundred cultivators along with sixty to seventy wicked ghosts flew through the sky, resembling a cloud or a flock of birds.
While sitting on the chariot, Chen Qing cultivated and sensed the entire land, dispatching his wicked ghosts to fetch any spiritual dicine he detected.
As they traveled, they nearly gathered all the spiritual dicine treasures along their path.
Many cultivators followed Chen Qing, either treading on clouds or riding flying swords to soar in the sky.
Their montum was vast, and many cultivators at that mont felt a surge of heroism within.
Such a powerful force could easily level the previous Wu Country.
Glancing at the chariot carried by four wicked ghosts, everyone felt even more awe.
As they marched, Su Yi moved back and forth among the troops, investigating the Gu among these Foundation Establishnt cultivators.
He aid to place the physically strong Foundation Establishnt cultivators at the front, those skilled with flying swords in the middle.
And at the rear, he left those with great strength and decent physical bodies, skilled in archery.
Battles between Foundation Establishnt cultivators were rare, so Su Yi could only rely on previous battle experience to make so arrangents.
After adjustnts, almost all the Sword Cultivators were around Chen Qing, with large and powerful cultivators at the front.
Chen Qing personally oversaw the formation to prevent chaos during integration.
He sent Zhang Can out to scout information on the Dragon Elephant Tribe.
Those who reached Foundation Establishnt were not ordinary people. Discovering Chen Qing's direction toward Yan Country, they instantly guessed much.
"It's because we lack troops and need to expand our forces in Yan Country."
"It seems Lord Wei has grand ambitions, likely contemplating more than just defeating Yan Shiyin."
"This is preparation for advancing into the Death Realm in the future."
After just three days, Zhang Can returned, bringing a young man with him.
This young man was astonished by the scale of the army, not understanding why such a massive Foundation Establishnt force would appear inside Yan Country.
In the past, such a thing was unimaginable.
Chen Qing, with the Flying Frost sword in hand, glanced at the sword light that resembled cold frost, "This sword, indeed, is not bad."
"It can be used to suppress along the way, seize treasure, allowing my many Gu to advance."
Zhang Can returned, first greeting Chen Qing, "Lord Wei, I have scouted the Dragon Elephant Tribe's situation thoroughly."
Chen Qing heard this and asked, "How many troops does their main force still have?"
Zhang Can replied, "The Dragon Elephant Tribe also seems to want to conquer the world, but they have acted slowly."
"Currently, half of their Foundation Establishnt cultivators are campaigning against various tribes outside, leaving only over eighty Foundation Establishnt in the tribe!"
Chen Qing nodded slightly, "It appears we can easily capture them."
Zhang Can added, "I also brought back a person for Lord Wei, the previous Young Master of the Dragon Elephant Tribe."
As the young man stepped forward, Chen Qing took a closer look; he was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, with cultivation only at the Great Perfection of Qi Refinent Realm.
The young man, seeing Chen Qing, respectfully greeted him, "Lu Shengxiang greets Lord Wei!"
Chen Qing raised his hand, "Speak while standing."
"You, as the illustrious Young Master of the Dragon Elephant Tribe, why are you wandering outside?"
Lu Shengxiang resentfully spoke, "My illegitimate elder brother, relying on his Foundation Establishnt power, sent people to assassinate , preventing my return, and then frad the surrounding tribes!"
"In my absence, under the pretense of avenging , he seized major power in the tribe!"
"That traitor must have heard about Yan Shiyin's matter and wants to imitate him!"
"Luckily, I heard news of Lord Wei's army passing by and ca specifically to seek help!"
Chen Qing glanced at Ma Yuan and saw him nod slightly, realizing it was the handiwork of the Jiguang Sect, so he harbored no more doubts.
"I ca to Yan Country rely to pass through on my way to Longevity Mountain to worship the Miao God's statue. I fear it's inappropriate to involve myself in your tribe's internal affairs."
Lu Shengxiang understood that Chen Qing was negotiating conditions, lowered his head, and said, "If Lord Wei assists in regaining power, I will ensure the tribe's entire Foundation Establishnt follows you!"
"The tribe's spirit Gu, you may take as you wish!"
He was now alone, and if Chen Qing did not help him, in Yan Country, he would be without any support.
So he made an offer without hesitation to satisfy Chen Qing.
Chen Qing finally showed satisfaction, "I see your cultivation isn't high, so you can drive my chariot, and once you reach Foundation Establishnt, you may join my Li Bingwei."
Chen Qing turned his head, "How far is it to the Dragon Elephant Tribe?"
Su Yi cupped his hands and said, "One thousand two hundred li!"
Chen Qing imdiately ordered, "Pass the command, march day and night, we must reach the Dragon Elephant Tribe tonight to catch them off guard!"
Lu Shengxiang, overjoyed, sat on the platform at the front of the chariot, ready to depart with the army.
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