"We found this in Giant Pine Stockade. It's the Black Rock People's most important treasure... A pity Blackwater Stockade suddenly burned to the ground, and the Golden Flower vanished. But when Giant Pine Stockade's Wizard tried to flee with this Golden Flower, I intercepted him..." Wizard Aman smiled faintly.
"We don't need to conquer the Black Rock Mountains one stockade at a time. We only need to open the Primordial Ancestor's Land..."
"That's wonderful! What are we waiting for? I'll take back the Primordial Ancestor's Land and make it my fief..." Shao Jun all but roared.
"Not yet. We can only send the best fighters in the army. The Primordial Ancestor's Land isn't somewhere ordinary people can set foot..."
Night lay deep. The army had long since settled down, and the silence was frightening. Apart from the patrols circling the camp, a tall altar stood outside the command tent. The Ancestral Deity's Totem Pillar rose high upon it, shedding invisible light that merged with the faint glow of Blood Baleful Intent above the camp.
Together, they made the entire camp seem impregnable. Even the Wild Ghosts and Essence Souls wandering the mountains dared not approach.
Two thousand of Hongdong Stockade's elite Warriors—the finest of its finest—lay in ambush in the woods not far from the Pan Tribe army.
Witch Warriors were already an elite force, every one of them having awakened his Bloodline. They were skilled at moving and hunting in the mountains.
And those Tang Changsheng had handpicked were the finest even among them. Though they lay concealed in the forest, they made no sound at all. They had not even startled the roosting birds in any great number.
Now everyone waited for Tang Changsheng's order. At his command, they would spring out and tear the Pan Tribe soldiers