On a purple boat that was flying at breakneck speed through the air.

Li Yueyi knelt on a mattress, her long hair cascading down her back. Her charming face was flushed with an unusual blush. A green gauze dress clung tightly to her body, highlighting her slender waist. Her delicate, fair hands were massaging the head of the boy lying on her lap.

Her body swayed precariously, as if she might collapse at any moment, but she stubbornly suppressed her exhaustion and continued to recount what she knew about the planet.

As Gu Yan enjoyed the massage, he recalled that, according to the two women, Huaiqing Star was the name of the planet they were talking about.

The seven powers—Qianyuan Sect, Yunyan Sect, Xuanyin Sect, Wuji Palace, Qingfeng Taoist Temple, Tianen Temple, and Chengyu Family—rule half of the human territory.

The Divine Martial Dynasty, the Dark Night Dynasty, and the Dragon Soaring Dynasty—these three super-powerful forces rule over the other half of the human race.

The two forces are wary of each other and keep each other in check. The imperial dynasty does not want the sect system to appear in their territory, and the seven major forces do not want the imperial dynasty to establish its power here.

Otherwise, their luck and fortune will only grow stronger, eventually overwhelming the sect.

And the Million Mountains he visited before were just the outer perimeter, not even the central area.

It is said that the division of racial power in the central region is also very clear. Spiritual mountains, spiritual mines, and rare and precious spiritual herbs are places where powerful clans often fight over resources.

......

One day later.

When Gu Yan arrived at the border, he could see at a glance that between the first border city and the second city inward, there were large camps stationed one after another, with a total military force of 600,000.

His divine sense probed in a straight line into the distance and discovered the target dynasty. The Great Left Dynasty was also constantly gathering its forces and had already stationed 300,000 troops.

He withdrew his divine sense, and a woman dressed in a green gauze dress nestled in his arms. Her jet-black hair was disheveled, obscuring her features. He gently combed her hair and whispered:

"Yueyi, go and rest. I have already seen your true colors."

The woman slightly raised her head, revealing a rosy, charming face. She nodded wearily, seemingly a little embarrassed.

The next moment, a golden vortex appeared above her head, and Li Yueyi also gathered her spiritual power and flew into it.

Gu Yan sat up again and hugged Yu Feihong in his arms, looking at the stunningly beautiful and mature woman in his arms. She had changed her clothes again and was now wearing a white gauze dress.

"Go back and rest too."

He then threw her into the divine realm as well, dressed her in a golden robe, put away the purple flying boat, and headed to the central camp.

He sensed the presence of three Spirit Sea Realm cultivators and several Half-Step Spirit Sea Realm cultivators there, and guessed it was the command post.

"Who among you is the supreme commander?"

An old saying goes, "The voice arrives before the person."

The group of middle-aged and elderly generals inside the tent were startled. When they looked towards the entrance, they saw a handsome young man with blond hair, golden eyes, and a golden robe walking through the air.

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately knelt on one knee. The events that had occurred in the Great Jin capital had already spread throughout the entire dynasty, and they knew that it was this person who had accomplished it. Moreover, the images transmitted through the capital's array two days ago showed that this person would be in charge of everything.

"This humble general pays his respects to the Imperial Preceptor."

"This humble general pays his respects to the Imperial Preceptor."

......

Gu Yan walked step by step to the main seat and sat down, looking at the dozen or so figures below the stage.

"Reporting to the Imperial Preceptor, this humble general, Wei Chi, has been appointed by the late Emperor to temporarily assume the position of Marshal."

A middle-aged man dressed in black armor spoke in a deep voice. He looked to be around fifty years old, with three scars on his square face, clearly a veteran of many battles.

Gu Yan looked at all the generals; most of them were over a hundred years old, and those under a hundred were about the same age. He thought about it and felt it was only natural, after all, it was a world of cultivators.

If we narrow down the worldview, it's roughly the same as the generals who went to war in ancient times on Earth. In other words, the best talents were taken in by the major sects, so no young generation has reached this level.

He tapped the armrest with his palm and waved his hand, saying, "Get up, everyone. Let's talk about the battlefield. You should know more about it."

The generals stood up and stood on either side.

"Reporting to the Grand Preceptor, the city ahead belonging to the Great Zuo Dynasty is called Meng City. It used to belong to our Great Jin Dynasty, but was later taken over by them."

Through the development and storage of spiritual energy, the power of the formation has now been restored to its peak and can be used in protracted battles.

However, while the city's protective formation is strong, it cannot perfectly protect every point. It can withstand attacks from those at the Opening Spirit Realm, but a half-step Spirit Sea Realm expert can break through a gap and enter the city.

Wei Chi clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, as if mentioning this city reminded him of past humiliations.

Gu Yan stroked his chin and said calmly, "So, in other words, as long as there are enough half-step Spirit Sea Realm experts, they can ignore the formation, right?"

The generals looked at each other and nodded.

"Don't worry, you don't need to go. You just need to take over the city and appease the people. Just capture the city, and the people in the villages along the way will not move."

"Once they capture the city and plant their royal flag, they will be subjects of the Great Jin."

Gu Yan rolled her eyes when she saw their expressions.

The city battles in this world were like a mini-game he used to play: destroy the previous dynasty's banner of destiny, then plant his own banner of destiny, and the power of destiny would gradually spread until it all belonged to his own dynasty.

"Grand Preceptor, are you perhaps going to take action yourself?"

An old general in the Spirit Sea Realm asked in a low voice, his voice somewhat excited. If they could see a cultivator in the Forging Platform Realm make a move, they would have no regrets even if they died, and it would also save a lot of troops.

The other generals also looked on with anticipation. Having lived for decades or even centuries, they had never seen a cultivator at the Forging Platform Realm before. They could only catch a glimpse of them when major sects came.

Seeing their expressions, Gu Yan smiled faintly and said:

"If any experts come, I will kill them. What you need to do is surround the city; I want to make it completely impassable."

You don't need to worry about the rest; just wait for victory and take over the city.

All the generals knelt down on one knee in unison, their voices loud and clear.

"This subordinate obeys the order."

They were all incredibly excited; their names would surely be forever recorded in the history of the Great Jin Dynasty for this act of territorial expansion.