Dong~ Dong~ Dong~
The sound of war drums thundered in my ears once more, and a surge of blood-boiling energy erupted within me.
Before my eyes, wind and thunder raged, and torrential rain poured down.
All around me, there was the constant roar of furious battle cries and the clashing of swords, a mythical war that would determine the fate of future generations, unfolding fiercely before Ye Qingzhou.
"Battle of Zhulu..."
The familiar scene made Ye Qingzhou instantly realize that his consciousness was once again entering the reflection of the River of Time, witnessing everything that had happened in the Ancient Era.
However, the image seen this time was different from that in the Dou Character Seal.
Clang~
On the battlefield, the sound of weapons clashing was like the resounding clangor of great bells, its tone grand and inspiring, suddenly piercing through the heavy rain curtain and reverberating in all directions.
