Inside Goat City's military camp.
Nangong Huanmeng looked at the black-clad man seated in the place of honor. Two armored women knelt beside him. Women like them should have radiated heroic spirit, charging across battlefields, yet now their clothes hung half undone, and a dazed, besotted look showed on their faces.
It was hard to imagine that these twin women were the two female Asuras of the Liyue Dynasty, who had guarded the border year-round.
At the man's sides sat the Nangong and Zhao Clan ancestors to the left, while Meikong and the Heavenly Dragon Saint Venerable of the Esoteric Sect sat to the right. It could be said that the foremost experts of the three great powers had all gathered here.
Twenty-eight Mahayana Realm experts and nearly three hundred Unity Realm powerhouses led an army of six hundred million, sweeping toward Liyue City. Now they were waiting for the final all-out assault. Once Motuo City fell, the Liyue Dynasty would be as good as destroyed.
Yet Nangong Huanmeng had an ominous feeling at this moment. It did not come from the enemy, but from the four figures within the camp.
The Esoteric Sect's ancestor, the Heavenly Dragon Venerable.
The Zhao Clan's ancestor, Zhao Hui.
The Nangong Clan's ancestor, Nangong Jie.
And the Mending Heaven Pavilion's Holy Son, Mo Xuanxin, who sat in the seat of honor plotting to unite the three great powers!
As the Nangong Clan's foremost figure, a powerhouse who had led the Nangong Demon Hunting Squad in guarding the Heavenly Abyss Demon Mine since childhood, Nangong Huanmeng had always trusted her instincts.
Ever since this matter began, she had noticed that the Heavenly Abyss Demon Mine seemed to have changed. Many people had become violent and irritable. Such visible emotional shifts should never have appeared in