On another battlefield, positioned along the wide cobblestone avenue leading toward the perimeter of the Eastern Gardens, a thick, suffocating silence hung in the air just moments before the storm.
Shen Bai crouched silently on a thick tree branch, his eyes narrowed as he watched General Chen and his thousands of soldiers marching in a massive, heavy military column directly below.
The rhythmic thumping of their iron boots shook the stone street, their dark green armor shimmering under the moonlight as they rushed forward in a frantic effort to reinforce the burning gardens.
Without delaying for a single microsecond, Shen Bai's hands blurred into a series of complex, rapid seal gestures.
He slammed his palms together, his golden eyes glowing with a sharp, lethal brilliance as he activated the grand killing formation he had meticulously set up beforehand!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM—!!!!!
