A fierce wind swept across the ground, and the snowflakes reversed course, streaming into the sky.
Countless visible wisps of Killing Intent surged up from beneath the earth.
In the space of a few breaths, they formed into hazy human figures. Perhaps their strength was insufficient, for their forms were indistinct and ethereal, their faces blurred, and the armor covering them was mostly damaged. Each held a different weapon. Looking closely, one could even make out traces that looked like blood.
Clearly, this was a troop that had charged through battle. Blood-soaked Killing Intent washed over them. Even standing perfectly still, they exerted a powerful pressure. There appeared to be roughly ten thousand of them. Though their ranks were loose, their spirit was high and fierce.
At the head of the troop stood three figures who looked like generals, their forms more solid than the soldiers behind them. Their armor was more intact, and their warhorses wore full suits of armor stained with blood. Every so often, the horses snorted and pawed the ground restlessly with their forelegs, poised to charge.
The figure in the middle had the most imposing presence.
The rebuke had come from his mouth.
The scene was undeniably strange and magnificent, but to the Ten Crows, it looked somewhat laughable. At Xin Country's height, the National Border Barrier had been roused, summoning over ten thousand elite troops. Every last one was a hardened soldier, killing the Ten Crows invaders so thoroughly that they dared not take a single step closer.
Su Shi Yilu had suffered at their hands more than once back then.
The army of Heroic Spirits beneath the National Border Barrier had been an absolute pillar of strength, enabling Yonggu Pass to hold firm and block the Ten Crows for all these years!
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