Ming Yan Mao was inside the Black Mist of the Malice Sea.
Even the Eternal King had failed to sense that Ming Yan Mao's Malice rules had long since locked onto the entire Evil-Slaying Army.
Beneath the shroud of the strongest Ancient God Beast's rules,
nothing was concealed—not anyone's movements, not their messages, not even the slightest circulation of power within their bodies.
It was an overwhelming force, almost beyond the level of rank itself.
The Human Race's Eighth Order and its supreme experts seemed especially frail before the four Ancient God Beasts.
Across all of Great Xia, only Lu Xunyang could fight a strongest Ancient God Beast.
"Retreat!"
Li Zhiyi spoke:
"Send word to the Chief of Tui Prefecture. Evacuate the civilians from every border city in Tui Prefecture."
Li Zhiyi's voice fell like cold water poured over everyone's hearts.
The killing intent in the Eternal King's eyes gradually faded, replaced by calm.
Chen Min said nothing. He flew straight to the ground and began organizing the army.
"You..."
A trembling voice rang out.
Yin Xue's mouth hung open as he looked around. At last, his furious gaze fixed on Xiaoyang City.
"Xia Hanzhou!
What are you doing?!"
He roared:
"What are you trying to do? Why did you make him the Great General?!
Xia Hanzhou, answer me!!!"
At that moment, he ignored Li Zhiyi and directly challenged Xia Hanzhou.
In the direction of Xiaoyang,
Xia Hanzhou felt Xia Yuan's gaze fall upon him.
Xia Hanzhou remained silent and gave no answer.
Perhaps he did not believe in his own decisions, but every time, he chose to trust the person he ought to trust most.
In Jin Prefecture,
at the bottom of the divine lake, Lu Xunyang—his whole body radiating golden light—slowly rose, ready to soar into the heavens