At the edge of the Myriad Spirits Mountain Range.
Just as Qin Wuyou and Xiao Ming were about to leave the sprawling Myriad Spirits Mountain Range, they suddenly saw countless figures flying across the sky.
Seeing those armored Human Race cultivators, Xiao Ming's expression shifted slightly, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Strange! Why is the Heaven-Shaking Army here?"
"Is this the Human Race's Heaven-Shaking Army?"
Qin Wuyou also looked up at the sky. Although both his grandfather and father were Gods of War of the Heaven-Shaking Army, he knew little about it.
After all, he had only been fifteen when he went to the Lower Realm, too young to learn about the Heaven-Shaking Army.
Then he had spent three years delayed in the Lower Realm, leaving him even fewer opportunities to come into contact with the Heaven-Shaking Army.
As the strongest force the Human Race stationed on the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, the Heaven-Shaking Army had recruited almost all of the race's strongest cultivators. Besides guarding the Heavenly Abyss, they were also responsible for defending the Human Race's Eight Great Main Cities.
"They are indeed the Heaven-Shaking Army. The armor they wear is specially made, too. No one in the entire Human Race dares impersonate them! Nor does anyone dare copy their armor!"
Xiao Ming's eyes flickered. After watching the soldiers disappear into the distance, he continued, "Judging by their movements, they seem to be looking for something. But the Heaven-Shaking Army usually only handles battles against the other races. They never intervene in the Human Race's internal affairs."
At this point, Xiao Ming's eyes darted about as he pondered aloud in a low voice, "Since the Heaven-Shaking Army has mobilized, whatever they're looking for must be extraordinary. Of course, they might also be looking for someone!"
The soldiers flew