The sky is boundless!
The wilderness is vast!
The wind blows the grass low and reveals...
No cattle or sheep are revealed, only people.
A massive number of people!
They are distributed across five regions: east, west, south, north, and center.
In the absolute center of the vast plain, the people there are the smallest group, consisting of only one man and one woman, yet the territory they occupy is the most expansive.
Everyone else subconsciously distances themselves from that place.
So many people, this is probably going to be difficult. Cold sweat drips down Zhao Yun's smooth forehead.
Her strength is not poor, but she is startled by the array before her. Even if she is invincible, she will still be worn down and killed by human-sea tactics.
Wang Ming looks at the people in the four directional regions and says in a deep voice, "Things haven't reached that worst-case scenario yet."
"There may be a lot of them, but their hearts are not unified."
"As long as their hearts are not unified, the predicament we face is likewise their predicament."
Hearing this, Zhao Yun nods, and her expression regains its composure. However, the reins in her hands never loosen, just in case a battle starts suddenly and she fails to react in time.
The eastern region is a group of people wearing the same uniform.
On the outer fringe is a group of skin-and-bone, mentally exhausted men, while the central area consists of nine women. They clearly belong to the same faction.
"First Sister wasn't even a match for the Celestial Demon Sect successor, so we stand even less of a chance."
"Any man, before our Joyful Union Sect, will kneel beneath our skirts, humbly lick our toes, and beg for our favor."
"Even if we encounter