Ye Tian looked around blankly, yet he did not find anyone stopping for him.
But he was certain that he had just heard a voice calling out from somewhere.
Soldiers on horseback kept passing by him, hoofbeats rolling one after another, exploding beside his ears like thunder, yet seeming so far away from him.
The hoofbeats thundered onward, each one seeming to clutch tightly at the strings of his heart.
Mo Tong, who had long been prepared, now shot forth like an arrow loosed from the bow. Amid thousands of troops and horses, he surged straight into the opposing Military Formation like a racing arrow.
The three bosses, however, did not choose to charge into battle. Instead, they remained at the rear, quietly watching the war, while the corners of their eyes never left Ye Tian.
The three of them were not shameless enough to attack Ye Tian together. But if Ye Tian chose to make a move, the two giant dragons at his side alone would be enough to cost them more than half their forces. After all, with Ye Tian's strength, holding back thousands of troops and horses alone would hardly be strange.
Yet no matter how the armies around him charged through the battlefield, he remained standing motionlessly atop the toad, his eyes vacant, as though recalling something.
And no matter how fiercely the battle raged around him, it never spread to Ye Tian's side.
Xiao Xuan and his third brother looked puzzled, but Xiao Yuan, the First Boss, seemed to know some hidden truth. Only, the look in his eyes as he watched Ye Tian was somewhat dark.
Ye Tian stood there dazedly. Though only a few moments had passed, he felt as though tens of thousands of years had gone by.
"Ye Tian..."
That calling