Shen Lian approached through the morning dew, his black robe snapping loudly in the wind.
His gaze swept over the formation. The pressure of a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo spread like ripples, and the soul masters instinctively straightened their backs, even softening their breaths.
"Young Master!"
A booming voice rang out.
Xu Peng, commander of the Sun Moon Empire Royal Soul Master Legion, strode forward to greet him. He wore a combat uniform fitted with Soul Guidance Armor, the patterns on his shoulder plates gleaming dark gold beneath the sunlight.
"All ten thousand members of the Soul Engineer Legion have assembled. The Soul Tools, provisions, and backup Soul Power cores have all been accounted for. We are ready to depart at any time!"
Shen Lian nodded, then said to Xu Peng,
"Very good."
Then Shen Lian raised a hand toward the formation and addressed everyone.
"All of you, hold hands and maintain a Soul Power connection."
The soul masters immediately moved into action, their arms interlocking to form a massive human network.
They knew Shen Lian was about to use a large-scale teleportation soul skill.
Just as Shen Lian prepared to gather his Soul Power, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded.
"Shen Lian!"
"Brother Lian!"
Shen Lian looked up to see Zhu Zhuqing, Liu Yuxi, Ning Rongrong, and Xu Chengye running toward the camp.
Bits of grass clung to Zhu Zhuqing's black fitted outfit, clearly showing that she had sprinted all the way here. Liu Yuxi's pink skirt fluttered in the wind, and she still clutched an oiled-paper packet she had not managed to give Shen Lian. Morning dew dotted Ning Rongrong's pale moon-white dress, while the phantom of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda flashed briefly above her palm. The Mark of the God of Fire glowed on Xu Chengye's