Army at the Gates!

Elder Liu, a Four-star Dou Zong, came to Liu Ling's side with a smile on his face and said slowly, "President, at present, thirty-three Dou Zong experts have gathered within Scarlet Cliff Fortress. Even if this number falls slightly short of the Wind Thunder Pavilion's forces, it is no longer a cause for concern!"

"Mm, the fact that these people came to help truly exceeded my expectations. With this, our chances of winning this war have grown even greater!" Liu Ling said with a slight nod after hearing Elder Liu's report.

Master should be paying attention to this matter, shouldn't he?

After Elder Liu left, Liu Ling went alone to the walls of the massive fortress. Gazing northward in the direction of the Jia Ma Empire, he murmured inwardly.

Even Xie Bi Yan of the Cloud Mist Empire knew about this matter. The Misty Cloud Sect in the Jia Ma Empire must have received the news long ago.

In fact, just as Liu Ling had thought, Gu He, though remaining within the Misty Cloud Sect, had already learned of the minor trouble blocking Liu Ling's path.

This time, Gu He hoped that Liu Ling could rely on his own strength to handle these matters alone.

Across the endless Scarlet Cliff Plains, gusts of wind and sand swept through the land. The blood-red setting sun hung slanted in the distant sky, its pale red radiance draping the world in a gauzy crimson veil, faintly filling the air with the sense of bloodshed.

Screech!

The Scarlet Cliff Plains were sparsely populated, with only the howling wind blowing without end. At a certain moment, violent spatial ripples suddenly spread through the empty air, followed by the slow emergence of a spatial black hole dozens of zhang wide.

The moment the spatial black hole