Smoke and sand rolled, the world a barren wasteland.
Luo Xiu and Lin Tong walked side by side, their feet treading over a ground of ashes and corpses, stepping heavily toward the enemy camp.
A hundred zhang ahead of the two of them.
Two hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers were brimming with battle intent, all already poised to strike!
Yet those Heavenly Soldiers standing in the very front row, facing those two tall, slender figures walking straight toward them, gradually felt their legs go weak, fear surfacing in their eyes as cold sweat streamed down their faces.
Obvious as it was that the place was packed with people, this land was so quiet at this moment it felt like a grave.
The atmosphere was just too suffocating!
Or rather, these two people were just too terrifying.
The other side only had two men, yet they could bring such pressure to bear on a full army of two hundred thousand!
Just what kind of monstrous existences were they?
"Kill—!"
