Qingshan, inside the abyss.
As a Dragon Chant shook the four directions, the shadow of a Golden Dragon wheeled through the depths.
There, twenty thousand soldiers stood arrayed like scales, their armor glinting with Cold Light. As their Internal Force and Qi and Blood surged outward, their energies intertwined, forming a Golden Dragon that enveloped the entire army.
Its head rose beside the abyss, its winding body covering the depths below. Its power shook dust from the rock walls.
Dressed in red and holding a blood blade, Li Zhiyi stood at the center of the dragon's head, commanding the entire colossal beast.
"Good!"
Behind Li Zhiyi, Ji Daowu burst into laughter.
He and Mu Zigui stood at the dragon's eyes, while Chen Min stood at its mouth.
At Ji Daowu's hearty laughter, Li Zhiyi's thoughts stirred. The Golden Dragon landed at the bottom of the abyss, then dissipated.
The twenty thousand soldiers were all drenched in sweat. They rested.
"Zhiyi, your willpower is truly formidable. You've only been at it for a day and a half, yet you can already control the Great Xia Dragon Grinding Formation with ease."
The Great Xia Dragon Grinding Formation was one of the battle formations drilled by the Great Xia Military Martial Guard.
The combined might of twenty thousand soldiers became a Golden Dragon, able to shatter mountains and soar skyward, churn rivers and burst their banks.
Li Zhiyi was the formation's core. He had to control all thirty-six formation channels of the Great Xia Dragon Grinding Formation at once—a tremendous challenge for him.
Chen Min glanced at Li Zhiyi, then casually sat down nearby without another word.
After these two days, he had gained a new understanding of Li Zhiyi.
But he was still just as unhappy with him.
In Chen Min's entire