Time rewound half a day.
Outside the Divine Feather Dynasty's capital.
Three giant elephants, each as large as a hill and clad in golden elephant armor, dragged a palace-like carriage to the hundred-zhang-high city wall of the Divine Feather Dynasty.
Behind the palace-like carriage were ninety-nine giant elephants clad in black elephant armor. Each bore an armored soldier in heavy armor, holding a long halberd.
The leading soldier held a large flag fluttering in the wind. On it was a single large character: "Ling."
Every time they advanced with the carriage, the entire earth trembled, and their deep, powerful footsteps reverberated through heaven and earth.
This was the most elite force within the Great Ling Dynasty—the Divine Elephant Legion.
Every armored soldier among them possessed the strength to face a hundred opponents alone within the Nascent Soul Realm.
They had followed the Supreme Emperor, sweeping through several dynasties with unstoppable momentum. Now, only the Divine Feather Dynasty before them remained.
The Supreme Emperor of the Great Ling Dynasty, Ling Mu, was seated inside the palace-like carriage, resting with his eyes closed.
He seemed to sense that they had arrived.
Ling Mu slowly opened his eyes, and at that moment, the Divine Elephant Legion halted its advance.
"Yuhua Ji, I've given you enough time. Submit or perish."
Ling Mu slowly rose and walked to the carriage window. He narrowed his eyes at the old man standing in the middle of the city wall atop the Divine Feather Dynasty's capital, whose expression was utterly relaxed.
"It hasn't even been a year yet. Why are you in such a hurry? Don't tell me your own words no longer count?" the old man on the wall said with an easy, carefree smile.
This man was Yuhua Ji, who had received a promise from Li