The entire Dark Flame mobilized on Qianye’s orders.

Moments later, the generals and leaders of every department had flocked into the command room. Qianye glanced down at the room full of people, feeling greatly satisfied.

Those qualified to enter the command room were all champions, with the exception of the department heads. In the past, the logistics officers would usually outnumber the frontline generals, but now, most of the people here were champions. Their auras clashed against one another, causing the weaker civil officers to turn pale and almost lose consciousness.

The generals naturally noticed this, but none of them had any intention of holding back. On the contrary, they released their auras with the ardor of a peacock in heat trying to overpower their opponent.

The number of generals in the room had more than doubled. Now, there were close to thirty champions, a force to be reckoned with wherever they went.

The new generals were mostly survivors from the battle of Whitetown. They weren’t idle while Qianye was cultivating on the Northern Continent; all of them were doing their utmost to cultivate as well. With the help of supplementary materials that could aid in origin vortex condensation, almost everyone who had accumulated enough managed to break through. The highest record...