Dragon Gate Desert Secret Realm.
Mu carefully wove bird nests and gingerly placed them on the branches. Most of the nests were empty, yet she kept weaving without pause.
She seemed to see that desperate battle beyond the pass, a fight for the survival of entire races—humans, demons, and evil fiends locked in a battle to the death, each determined to kill or be killed. She also saw those streaks of meteors heading north, and a proud smile appeared on her face.
"The number should be enough..."
The one truly summoning the demons of the Southern Wasteland north was Mu. She had gone to painstaking lengths to nurture the white dragon.
Great Wall Fortress.
Sunlight blanketed the blue skies and white clouds. It was beautiful.
Yuan Xiu, who had been writing furiously in his room and recording detailed information concerning the evil fiends and corpse monsters, rubbed his wrist. No one knew how the war would end, but the details on those evil fiends had to be carefully documented and preserved. The Great Wall offered access to much firsthand information, the most detailed and precious kind. Some things simply had to be done by someone.
Suddenly, wave after wave of cheers and shouts erupted outside, growing louder and louder.
What was happening? Had the army beyond the pass won?
To be honest, Yuan Xiu had never believed the army marching beyond the pass could win. It was more likely buying time for the humans of the Central Plains. Yet the shouting and cheering outside did not sound false, and the roar of celebration kept growing.
He pushed open the old wooden door. The sunlight, absent for so long, made him squint.
The cheers had erupted from the Snake Demon Army's territory, then rapidly spread through the entire fortress, flowing endlessly