With Shi Tianjin leading the way, the other veterans were the first to follow, revealing their auras. Most were at the seventh or eighth layer of the true immortal realm.
The others followed in turn, all at the fifth layer of the true immortal realm. Huo Xiaoqi, the only eighth-layer true immortal among them,
took flight alongside Li Hao instead.
"Stay close to me."
Huo Xiaoqi was extremely conscientious and protective of Li Hao. Afraid he might fall behind, he deliberately slowed down.
Li Hao picked up his pace slightly, reaching the speed of a fifth-layer true immortal to avoid falling behind.
Seeing that Li Hao's movement technique was far from slow, Huo Xiaoqi was rather surprised. He transmitted his voice in astonishment, "You really hide your light under a bushel, kid. To think you have a movement technique like that! No wonder you had the courage to come to the Border Battlefield."
Li Hao paused, then immediately understood. He smiled. "It's decent."
Seeing how calm and unhurried Li Hao looked, Huo Xiaoqi immediately realized this was not his limit. At full speed, he might even match a sixth-layer true immortal. Somewhat reassured, Huo Xiaoqi sped up a little as well, following at the rear of the group with Li Hao.
Only after flying several thousand miles did they reach the city's edge. Qinghe Fallen City was extraordinarily vast. Their Wildfire Army encampment was already near the battlefield on its outer perimeter, yet several thousand miles still lay between it and the edge.
Around them were soldiers from the Wildfire Army's other camps. Tens of millions advanced together, figures filling every direction like hundreds of millions of arrows raining outward. Surrounded by that dense torrent, everyone felt both their own insignificance and the sheer immensity of the battlefield!
Before long,