Dongcang.
Chen Luo had naturally learned of the situation on the Western Regions front at the first opportunity. This meant that Beneath Barbarian Heaven might make a move at any moment.
His soul swept across the entirety of Dongcang City. At that moment, the city was bustling, with the cries of street vendors rising one after another. It was an unmistakably prosperous scene.
According to City Guard Qin, because the Northern Border had been mobilized frequently of late, Half-Saints often appeared above the Great Wall of Righteous Qi. As a result, the entire Northern Border was steeped in battle intent. Many people predicted that, following the fighting in the Western Regions, Beneath Barbarian Heaven would attack Great Xuan from both sides. Thus, when relocating their families, many had chosen Dongcang City as one possible destination.
In their eyes, Dongcang City was, after all, the Martial Dao Sacred City. It was certainly much safer than the front lines.
"It should be fine, right?" Chen Luo rubbed his brow.
This time, they planned to lay a trap and wait for the barbarians to walk into it. If they evacuated everyone ahead of time, the plan would be exposed.
The purpose of this battle was to suppress Beneath Barbarian Heaven and buy Great Xuan strategic time to conquer the Western Regions. They had no choice but to take this risk!
But now that the moment was at hand, a trace of worry still surfaced in Chen Luo's heart.
Although he felt that nothing should go wrong, according to his deductions, the one making a move this time would certainly be a peak Great Barbarian God. Even the slightest remnant of the resulting shockwave would be a catastrophe—not to mention ordinary people, but even cultivators below the Ten-Thousand-Mile Realm would suffer.
"I hope Father