To turn back the clock a little: while Chen Cheng leaped into the furnace and the ruler of the Dwarf Kingdom and the others helped forge his Treasure Body, the Southern Barbarian Legion led by Yan Hezi and the others had already stormed into the city.
When they discovered that every dwarf in the city had vanished, Yan Hezi and the others knew something unexpected had happened.
The White-Faced Scholar frowned when he heard. He then ordered Yan Hezi and the others to lead the army toward the volcano in the city. Chen Cheng and his companions could not have escaped, so the active volcano was the only place they could be hiding.
Ye Rong frowned at the sight of the approaching army, especially the familiar armor worn by its soldiers and those familiar military banners.
"Stop where you are."
Perhaps because of what had happened to the Northern Great Wall Army, or perhaps because it was his duty to stand guard, Ye Rong did not immediately charge into battle.
Ye Rong's voice carried for a hundred miles, clear to everyone. When Yan Hezi and the other two heard his shout from within the formation, their expressions changed.
"Damn it. Shouldn't he be in the Northern Frontier? What is he doing here?"
Yan Hezi cursed under his breath.
They had served together as officials and were both Enlightened Ones of the Demigod Temple. Yan Hezi knew full well how powerful Ye Rong was.
In terms of combat strength, Ye Rong unquestionably ranked among the foremost members of the Demigod Temple, second only to its master, Samlet.
Setting aside someone like Danyangzi, who needed to lay out a grand formation in advance to unleash his full strength, Ye Rong was among the very best.
What was more, the Empire had selected