Young—far too young.
She had served here for many years. Because this place was close to the front-line battlefield, the Demon-Slaying Legion would pass through here whenever they headed to the battlefield for training.
It could be said that she had met every chief instructor from previous generations.
She had also formed connections with all of them.
They were basically all renowned powerhouses of advanced age.
Yet this was the first time she had encountered such a young instructor, one with a cold expression and an aloof aura.
However, she quickly returned to normal.
The reason for coming to Moore Fortress was simple: to replenish combat gear.
The best combat gear was all at the front-line fortresses.
Though it should not be called combat gear.
It was combat equipment.
For example, protective suits against Ten Thousand Demons Baleful Qi.
As well as Demon-Cleansing Orbs capable of purifying Ten Thousand Demons Baleful Qi.
And so on.
These were all necessities.
Otherwise, if creatures fought for extended periods on a battlefield filled with Ten Thousand Demons Baleful Qi, it would undoubtedly be exceedingly difficult.
One had to know that if Ten Thousand Demons Baleful Qi invaded the human body over a long period, it did not merely inflict abnormal statuses.
It would also come with severe reductions to all attributes, as well as mental disorientation and assaults.
Even peak powerhouses above level 190 would play it safe and wear this equipment before entering the battlefield.
The front-line battlefield was incomparably vast.
Ling Zhan and the many members stood atop the fortress's highest level, gazing into the distance. As far as the eye could see, it was boundless.
Yellow sand surged into the heavens, while storms ran rampant.
One ferocious tornado after another, like savage beasts, ravaged the land madly.
Dark clouds churned