Outside the Capital City, among the fields, the crowd, under the command of the banner lieutenants, gradually gathered toward the military formation.
The crowd was large but orderly. This was not solely due to the efforts of the White Lotus Sect, but also the layered orders from the Officials. Standard-bearers with flags on their backs rode swiftly through the crowd on horseback.
Standing before the massive formation, Li Huowang looked out at an endless, dense sea of human heads.
Summoning the General and Minister Heads required a ritual. Although the Director of Da Liang's Astronomical Bureau was dead, the minor directors were still alive.
Gao Zhijian, dressed in a Dragon Robe, stared at the Tiger Talisman in his hand. As the Evil Qi continued to coalesce, the talisman not only glowed red but also trembled ceaselessly, with faint roars echoing from within.
