Bodies lay strewn across the ground, including the Flower-Drum Wizard. His corpse was intact, his head still attached, but his eyes were wide and bulging like fish bladders, their pupils clouded. Not a breath remained in him. He was dead beyond all doubt.
Clearly, this formidable vanguard had been wiped out to the last man!
Tang Changsheng had expected as much, so he was hardly surprised. He had lured the troops here precisely to use this place against them.
But Tang Changsheng had not even made a move. The Illusion Realm alone had killed them all.
The power of the Illusion Realm here had far exceeded his expectations!
In the distance stood a tall structure that looked, at first glance, rather like a pyramid. Tang Changsheng was taken aback. A pyramid in the Southern Borderlands of the Eastern Glory Lands? How bizarre was that?
Tang Changsheng stepped closer. Near the so-called pyramid stood a bronze pillar, three zhang tall. Large characters were carved into the Bronze Pillar, clear in the moonlight: "Barbarians who dare defy us—cut them down!"
A shiver ran through Tang Changsheng, and he suddenly understood. This was no pyramid. It was the Jingguan Marquis Wu had raised from the Tribal Stockade Barbarians he had slain!
Also called a War Mound, it was made by piling enemy corpses beside a road, packing earth over them, and building them into a pyramid-shaped mound to display military might and cow the enemy.
Tang Changsheng had never imagined that the Jingguan Marquis Wu Zhuang had raised still stood after decades!
After decades of wind and rain, it was still two or three zhang high. One could only imagine how vast and imposing the Jingguan had been when first built from the bodies of nearly a hundred thousand Tribal Stockade Barbarians.
"Marquis