A day's time can sometimes feel incredibly long, yet at other times, exceedingly short. As the sun reached the zenith in the sky, an immense invisible pressure was already sweeping over the elite Allied Army of the Yangguang Continent like a tide from the front.
Luo Rou stood at the forefront of the formation, with seven Elders of the Blood Lion surrounding her, all waiting. There, dressed in a white gown amidst the ironclad guards surrounding her, she appeared strikingly distinct. Yet, her presence at the front of the army instilled confidence in all of the soldiers.
Luo Rou raised her right hand. Though she had yet to see any God-man, the aura alone had informed her of everything.
