The heavens and earth were vast and desolate; the mountains and rivers lay silent.
From the mountaintop, the sight of those two figures striding openly toward them from afar caught Yun Zhaoan and Shen Duqiu's attention.
"Whether that man is a problem can be determined by testing him with the hundred thousand Tiger Brave troops and three thousand Divine Strategy Manor elites at the foot of the mountain."
Yun Zhaoan said, stroking his beard.
"Then I'll trouble you."
National Preceptor Lu Yuan nodded.
Yun Zhaoan removed the blood-red Jade Ruler from his waist and gave it a casual flick. The ruler abruptly let out a strange roar.
Like surging waves striking the shore.
At the foot of Bitter Rain Mountain, the densely packed camps erupted with the sounds of war drums and whistling arrows.
Then, the hundred thousand Tiger Brave troops stationed near Bitter Rain Mountain all mobilized, blades held across their horses, the entire army marching forth!
Every one of the hundred thousand Tiger Brave soldiers wore armor that gleamed with cold light. Like a converging tide, their hoofbeats shattered the silence between heaven and earth, while a stern, murderous chill spread outward.
Before the formation, over a thousand ballistae resembling ferocious giant beasts stood arrayed in rows.
The archers drew their bows and nocked their arrows, poised to strike.
The Tiger Brave Army of the Huai Huang Kingdom was regarded as the foremost army under heaven, renowned throughout the world for its valor in battle and peerless bravery.
It was said that even the strongest figures of the Martial Dao, once trapped by the Tiger Brave Army, were doomed to die with no chance of survival!
At that moment, before the Tiger Brave Army, a broad-boned old man with grizzled white whiskers sat atop a date red horse,