The Royal Hunting Ground was under tight security. Aside from the hidden sentry posts, Royal Guards stood watch at every major entrance and exit.
Led by the Royal Guards, the group passed through checkpoint after checkpoint before arriving at an exceptionally vast parade ground in the center of the hunting grounds. It was so large that its edge could not be seen, with only the flat horizon vanishing into the distant mountains.
Beside the parade ground ran a winding stream, its flowing water murmuring softly. Rows of snow-white tents stretched along both banks.
At that moment, the parade ground was packed with people. Thousands of ordinary soldiers and soul masters stood in neat formations. Though they formed a dense sea of bodies, not a single stray sound could be heard. Their expressions were solemn, their discipline strict, and their presence intimidating.
The momentum gathered by them surged into the sky like a column of wolf smoke.
"Looks like the Master trained them well."
Zhao Xuan withheld judgment on the ordinary soldiers for now, but after glancing at the soul masters, whose discipline rivaled that of regular troops, he could not help but remark on it.
Soldiers guarded the outskirts of the parade ground. As soon as the group arrived, a waiting captain's face immediately lit up with joy. He hurried over, came before Zhao Xuan with an anxious expression, bowed, and quickly said, "Thunder Douluo, you've finally arrived. We were just waiting for you."
Zhao Xuan curled his lips. "What were you waiting for me for? Just start when it's time."
He had originally not intended to attend this drill. After all, he believed that no matter how good the results looked, they could only truly be seen on the battlefield. However, he could not withstand Xue Ye repeatedly sending