Cang Wu Kingdom's Hundred Thousand Elite Soldiers were encamped across dozens of miles, their defenses airtight. Countless powerful battle formations sealed off every layer, truly ensuring that not even a mosquito or fly could get in.
Yet that evening, after suffering defeat south of Ying Shi City at noon, a terrifying explosion suddenly erupted at the central command tent as the sun set.
Amid the explosion, the entire command tent was utterly destroyed, and all the facilities across a large surrounding area were damaged as well!
The news swiftly spread throughout the Cang Wu Kingdom army. The troops responsible for guarding the camp reacted at once, converging on the center in the shortest possible time.
When several units arrived, they happened to see a thin-looking figure rise from the site of the completely destroyed command tent, slowly ascending into the sky.
Threads of ancient, ethereal immortal energy swirled around him. Heaven and earth in the surrounding area seemed to submit and tremble, while the gale wailed and howled. From afar, it looked like a gigantic, half-illusory tornado slowly solidifying.
Ye Tian stopped several hundred zhang in the air. His Daoist robe snapped in the wind, while his long hair drifted and scattered despite the absence of any breeze.
The vast, connected encampments of the Cang Wu Kingdom army seemed to lie beneath his feet. Looking down, the orderly camps, scattered like stars across the sky, resembled tiny matchboxes lined up in neat rows and stretching into the distance.
At the western horizon, a blurry line of dark buildings could faintly be seen. That was Ying Shi City.
Such a tremendous disturbance had erupted in the depths of the Cang Wu Kingdom camp. The Ying Shi City warships high in the distant sky quickly noticed it and immediately reported the situation