Above Black Cloud City.
Ten Divine Seeds shone with divine light.
They stood in midair.
Like young immortals.
Throughout Great Xia.
Ten billion subjects.
All eyes were fixed on the ten of them.
Brimming with hope.
More precisely.
They were focused on Xiao Chen alone.
Everyone knew.
The calamity Great Xia was about to face.
Was all but a death trap.
There was only one way to break free.
Only one person.
Xiao Chen.
Though hope was slim.
If anyone could create a miracle.
Other than Xiao Chen.
No second name would ever come to mind.
"I heard the Myriad Dynasty Prodigies are all nearly true dragons, as powerful as young immortals and devils. Can the Sword Demon really turn heaven and earth around all by himself?"
"It'll be hard. I heard even the weakest Myriad Dynasty Prodigies are far more terrifying than Great Xia's ten Divine Seeds!"
"That extreme? Then don't we have no way to survive at all?"
"As long as the Sword Demon is here, miracles are possible!"
The ten billion citizens were uneasy. They had spent these past days in fear, but when the Myriad Dynasty War actually began, that fear swelled more than a hundredfold. Many hearts pounded wildly, almost bursting from their chests.
Great Xia was weak.
It would be hard to fight its way out of the Azure Spirit Domain's bottom ten.
Once it fell into those bottom ranks.
Great Xia's lands would be carved up by the Azure Spirit Domain's higher-ranking dynasties.
At least five billion commoners.
Would become fish on the chopping block.
The commoners present could hardly keep from feeling frightened and lost.
"Young heroes, thank you for appearing here on time today. What awaits you is a bitter battle with life and death uncertain. The strength of your enemies