The Taizhou Mountain Battlefield, White Emperor City.
Lou Yuchun was not wearing the Sect Leader's Daoist robe from the Wuliang Mountain of the Tianyuan Continent, but instead, had donned a soft armor crafted from unknown demon scales, with a red cape draped over it.
His features were handsome, and he bore an imposing presence.
Standing with hands behind his back on the northern city tower of White Emperor City, he gazed into the distance, but could only see a thousand miles and perceive divine intent for five thousand miles.
The area visible was all lush forests, thickets, and rivers large and small connected to the Netherworld River.
Hundreds of White Emperor City garrison soldiers in dark blue armor were scattered throughout this region of several thousand miles, cautiously searching the surroundings.
"Lu Chen sent a dozen demons at this time, what's his intention…"
Lou Yuchun's eyes showed a hint of contemplation.
