Behind Marquis Xingqing's residence, on a military exercise ground stretching more than ten li in both length and width, a force of around ten thousand men was rapidly assembling.
This army assembled in perfect order. Ten thousand men moved and gathered without the slightest chaos. In less than thirty breaths, a murderous formation of ten thousand stood proudly there.
A blood-colored battle flag flew at the front of the ranks. It seemed that wherever that blood-colored flag pointed, this force would crush everything before it.
Standing proudly atop the command platform with his hands behind his back, Marquis Xingqing Ji Tao shot Ye Zhen a sidelong glance and asked, "Is this army imposing enough?"
"Its ranks are orderly, ten thousand men move as one, and its killing intent pierces the heavens. It is absolutely a battle-hardened elite force," Ye Zhen replied.
"This army is called the Blood Lion Army. In the eleven years since its formation, it has fought for me across the south, through a hundred battles. It is one of the top ten mighty forces under my command!
"At full strength, it numbers more than eleven thousand men. Among them are nine thousand Pulse Forging Realm soldiers, two thousand Palace Opening Realm officers, one hundred Dao Entry Realm junior commanders, and its commanding general is a warrior at the fifth level of the Spirit-Connecting Realm!
"However, today, neither the Dao Entry Realm junior commanders nor the commanding general are present. Ye Zhen, do you understand what I mean?" Marquis Xingqing suddenly asked.
Before Ye Zhen could answer, Marquis Xingqing sneered. "You used ten barrels of my True Dragon Essence Blood and over a thousand barrels of Yinglong Essence Blood. You consumed resources enough to rapidly build a hundred-thousand-man legion. You must at least let me see your worth,