Continental Bridge, Blood Qin Empire mobile palace.
The Grassland Temple had long since been left far behind. Under the siege of the Blood Qin Empire's heavy legions, the Grassland Temple clergy, lacking any will to fight to the death, retreated in haste, leaving behind the magnificent halls built over countless years through the offerings of innumerable believers.
Yellow sand filled the skies ahead. Upon a towering peak stood the entirely golden Desert Temple, majestic and clearly visible. Great numbers of Desert Temple clergy in dark yellow divine robes and Grassland Temple clergy in dark green divine robes floated above the temple, assuming a stance of fighting until drenched in blood and never retreating a single step.
Across a radius of nearly a thousand li around the Desert Temple, the Golden Tent Imperial Guards of the ten great Nomad Khanates had gathered. These Golden Tent Imperial Guards were elites directly under the command of each khan. Whether in morale, equipment, or individual combat strength, they far surpassed ordinary nomadic troops.
Master Yin gazed grimly toward the distant Desert Temple, then gave a light cough. His fierce battle with Taimus, the God of Seasons, had left Master Yin severely wounded. His best choice should have been to return to Penglai and activate a spare body. Yet for some unknown reason, he had suddenly become filled with an intense fear of returning to Penglai. Thus, he remained among the Blood Qin forces in this heavily damaged body.
Several Heavenly Temple elders with gleaming shaved scalps stood steadily at Master Yin's side, their hands tucked within their sleeves.
They too looked toward the Desert Temple as it marshaled its forces for battle, mocking sneers on their faces. During the ancient war of the gods, the Desert God and the Grassland God had suffered devastating