Tragic Kings

"The positions of these arrow towers seem a little strange..."

As Jian Shang fumed in shock, Hua Qiandai looked down and offered a hesitant warning, though she did not sound certain.

"The arrow towers are strange?"

Jian Shang's eyelid twitched. He studied them carefully, but too many birds and beasts blocked his view. Many towers had collapsed as well, leaving him unable to make anything out. He asked hopefully, "Could it be an illusion formation that hides people? That would be good. At least we haven't seen the remains of the Huan Kingdom Special Corps. No news is good news!"

Hua Qiandai was a Loose Immortal, after all. Her soul was certainly far stronger than Jian Shang's, and she came from an extraordinary background. Just because he could not see anything did not mean she could not. He was not so arrogant as to think otherwise.

Hua Qiandai froze, then hurried to explain. "No, that's not it. I just feel that the arrangement of these arrow towers resembles the Heaven-Sacrificing Altar in Chen City, the Zhangchu capital, and the altars we saw in the cities along the way..."

"Hm?" Jian Shang frowned deeply, disappointed. For a moment, he did not understand what she meant.

Hua Qiandai was not one to keep people in suspense. She quickly said, "What you said earlier was right. Wu Guang most likely drew these birds and beasts here to scheme against the various factions. His method was exactly like Chen Sheng's when he cast his spell in Chen City. He merely used the arrow towers to confuse the Great Qin Faction's forces so they could not discover Zhangchu's intentions!"

At that, Hua Qiandai paused and sighed. "There's a reason they've always said common folk shouldn't contend with officials! The power of an entire nation truly