The senior figures of the Dragon Battle Palace had all gathered atop a hill on the Scarlet Plains. Clad in his signature heavy golden armor, the Southern Heavenly King stood at its highest point with his hands behind his back.
Fierce winds howled out from the depths of the Fallen Battlefield, carrying an unsettling chill that set the golden cape on his armor snapping.
From above, he surveyed the Dragon Battle Palace's army spread across the plains. Its vast golden formations stretched over the scarlet earth like a living creature slowly steadying its breathing.
His face resolute, the Southern Heavenly King swept his hawklike gaze over the people below the hill. Only after a moment did he slowly draw it back, letting it linger briefly on Lin Ming and Zi Yan.
An undisguisable gravity filled the Southern Heavenly King's eyes as he said, "We have entered the Fallen Battlefield. I can sense countless other forces pouring in as well. The Fallen Battlefield has now become a battlefield in every sense of the word. From this moment on, we must be ready to fight any enemy at any time."
"That means not only the Snake God Hall, but potentially any other faction. On this battlefield, we can trust no one but ourselves."
Everyone's heart tightened at his words, and their expressions grew solemn.
They had long heard of the Fallen Battlefield's dangers, but now that they actually stood on its scarlet soil, the overwhelming chill and deathly silence still made many tighten their grips on their weapons.
"Next, we will proceed according to plan."
The Southern Heavenly King slowly withdrew his gaze from the distance and turned, looking over each of the commanders who led their thousands of troops.
"I will go ahead with Mr. Lin Ming and his companion to