With each wave of shouts, the eyes of every soldier in the Deer Gate Army underwent a profound change.
They might still have been timid, still hesitant, still reluctant to leave, but every one of them now understood what he ought to do.
"When the demon barbarians come, our only choice is to kill fewer of them before we die, or kill more of them before we die. I choose the latter!"
"Billions of human martyrs lie beneath the earth. They fulfilled their mission. Now it is our turn!"
With that, Fang Yun waved his hand, caught the Pearl River Army Banner as it flew out of the Sea-Swallowing Shell, and planted it beside him.
"I will make the world remember the Pearl River Army, even ten thousand years from now!"
Fang Yun's voice rang throughout Pearl City.
Every soldier's gaze became clear and resolute.
The blazing sun hung high overhead, turning the Literary Academy into an enormous steamer. Everyone waited in silence.
A sonorous bell rang out, its sound seeming to pierce every obstacle as it traveled from the distant horizon.
The instant they heard the bell, it was as though a gentle breeze had swept in, dispelling the oppressive heat in every soldier's heart.
Hum, hum, hum...
After the bell, a strange sound echoed above Pearl City. Before long, a pitch-black fissure appeared before the main entrance of the Temple of Sages.
Fang Yun turned to look and saw the fissure slowly widening, radiating a vast, upright aura.
The edges of the fissure gradually transformed into a silver doorframe, while a blue curtain of light filled the space within.
The frame and curtain of light kept expanding until they formed a broad gateway.
Fang Yun put away the Pearl River Army Banner, descended from the platform, and swung