The seventh year of Guanghe.
Within You Province, two great armies faced off in a stretch of wilderness.
One side had overwhelming numbers, with yellow turbans wrapped around their heads. Yet their clothes were ragged, and most of their weapons were farming tools. This was a main force of the Yellow Turban Army.
Though fewer in number, the other side had warhorses, armor, treasured swords, spears, powerful crossbows, and other fine weapons. They were elite troops led by Liu Yan, the governor of You Province, sent here to intercept them.
Just as Liu Yan was discussing tactics with his aides and preparing to launch a charge, he saw strongmen carrying a raised platform from behind the Yellow Turban Army. On it stood a middle-aged man dressed in dark robes, an Iron Sword in hand and a yellow turban wrapped around his head.
His expression was cold and detached. His outer robe was covered in talismans, giving him an inhuman air.
As the middle-aged man was carried to the front lines, one of Liu Yan's Subordinates recognized him. This man was none other than Zhang Jiao, the "General of Heaven."
Liu Yan was about to give the order to attack when the fine horse beneath him suddenly showed signs of shrinking back.
The governor was slightly stunned. This warhorse had followed him across north and south and had never shown fear before. Why was it acting so strangely today?
In the next instant, the "General of Heaven" waved his Iron Sword and began performing the Seven Stars Step atop the platform, swaying his head as he muttered incantations.
The sky dimmed at once, and a great wind began to howl.
Liu Yan and the officers and soldiers all wore grave expressions.
Then Zhang Jiao shouted, "The Azure Heaven is dead! The