Immortal Nation Allied Army, Seven Kill Camp

To speak such words with such ferocious momentum, the bearded middle-aged man swept his gaze sideways and erupted with the might of the Dao Integration Stage, his savage aura towering high.

"Very good, Chen Xun. I'll remember your name!"

Without a trace of a smile, he shouted aloud, "I am Qian Xiong, Commander of Ten Thousand from the Seven Kill Camp of the Immortal Nation Allied Army! Kid, are you here to join the Military Court? Blood-baleful intent in your eyes, a quick mind—you have the bearing of an immortal soldier!"

"Moo!"

Before Qian Xiong had even finished speaking, Black Bull let out an angry bellow behind Chen Xun. With a boom, it rammed into Chen Xun's back, making his expression change wildly as his body was shoved slightly forward.

Chen Xun's face turned liver-colored. That blow had made all his internal organs tremble, but with outsiders present, he would not settle accounts with Black Bull for the moment.

With an embarrassed smile, he cupped his hands and said, "So it is Commander Qian Xiong. We came to join the rogue cultivator camp and prepare to charge alongside the Immortal Nation army. After all, we've been rogue cultivators for so long that we're not used to restraints."

Even as he spoke, streaks of light cut through the air around them. Cultivators immediately lined up there, their hearts in turmoil. Having cultivated for so long, when had they ever endured such strict discipline?

Tian Yun was among them, his gaze wandering as he stood timidly. Especially whenever he saw Cloud Kun after Cloud Kun and war artifacts streaking across the heavens, his body could not help but tremble...

The Immortal Nation frontier was simply too terrifying. Just how powerful were those evil spirits? Could he even leave the battlefield alive?

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