Beneath two towering gates a thousand zhang high, over a hundred figures stood with their heads held high. Clad in heavy black armor and holding long spears, their arrogant, razor-sharp gazes shot out from beneath their helmets and slowly swept across the crowd.
"These people... are so strong!"
At the back of the line entering the city, Xiao Yan watched those black armored figures from afar. Powerful auras seeped from their bodies, leaving him unable to suppress a sigh. The Ancient Clan truly had an impressive display.
As Xiao Yan shifted his gaze away from the black armored figures, his eyes suddenly fixed on a familiar figure at the city gate. His face instantly darkened, and a hoarse, grating voice squeezed from his throat like that of a wounded beast.
"Ling! Quan!"
Hearing Xiao Yan's low growl, I looked up in surprise. Sure enough, outside the gates of Ancient Saint City stood a figure with his head held high and chest thrust out. His black heavy armor, faintly glowing purple, made him look incomparably imposing, while the scarlet cape fluttering behind him in the wind made him seem especially high-spirited!
This man was none other than Ling Quan, the Black Annihilation Army Commander who had clashed with Xiao Yan several times. Who would have thought that he would be guarding the city gate here? Xiao Yan had only just arrived at Ancient Saint City and had already "reunited" with him. Enemies truly did meet on a narrow road.
"Third Brother, calm down. This is the Ancient Clan. Whatever you do, don't act rashly. Leave everything to me."
I quietly tried to soothe Xiao Yan, afraid that in his extreme fury, he would charge over and fight Ling Quan directly. It would be fine if he could win, but if he