All around the leaders, the army stood ready. Lin Mu glanced at them all, seeing no fear in their eyes. He said a silent prayer for them as well as the others who would be staying back to keep the world safe, Meng Bai included in them.
There was no way Lin Mu would risk bringing him along and as such, he had left him behind along with the Xian Sword Sect's disciples. He would be of better use making talismans for them than joining this fight.
Tens of thousands of cultivators, soldiers, and beasts filled the barren plain. The Death Obscuring Chandeliers hovered in formation above them, floating silently like a constellation of dark stars.
The atmosphere was solemn. No one spoke. There was no need for grand speeches or fiery declarations. Every man, woman and beast present already knew what awaited beyond that shrouded boundary.
They were walking into a place from which many might never return.
