Just like that, two entire fortnights passed, and the waiting had become unbearable as countless cultivators stood ready across the four battlefronts established by the Evernight Council.
The First Battlefront, the Second Battlefront, the Third Battlefront, the Fourth Battlefront, and at the very center of everything, surrounding the colossal Realmbreaker Conquest Ark, the largest military encampment in the entire Undead Cradle had taken shape.
Supply camps stretched endlessly, war fortresses towered over the wastelands, defensive formations pulsed day and night, communication arrays connected every battlefield, and millions of troops stood prepared.
Even the trial participants had long since abandoned their earlier excitement, no one talked about contribution points anymore, and about rankings.
Because these days they had learned many things, and most importantly, everyone understood one thing: the moment the Undead Boundary fell, the real trial and war would begin.
