Xue Qinghe lowered his gaze. Nearly twenty thousand people crowded below the platform, forming an irregular, ever-shifting pattern. Countless heads bobbed through the throng, too indistinct to make out.
He looked farther out. Behind him stood the towering walls of Heaven Dou City; directly ahead, the Star Luo army's sprawling camp stretched like a mountain range. Clusters of figures stirred there as well, seemingly watching this place.
"You're considerably bolder than I imagined, and considerably more capable than that useless fool Xue Ye!"
The booming voice rolled across the platform, undiminished even by the howling wind.
An inscrutable smile played at the corners of Dai Tianfeng's mouth. His towering figure stood like a mountain, his lavish robes snapping in the wind.
"I didn't expect your Star Luo Empire to join forces with Spirit Hall either!"
Xue Qinghe stood calmly where he was and spoke evenly.
"Heh, indeed, we have joined forces. After all, it's time this continent was united!"
Beaming, Dai Tianfeng said, "What do you have to say now?"
"What do I have to say?"
Xue Qinghe gave a cold laugh, contempt flashing in his eyes. "Don't forget, I still have five hundred thousand troops in Heaven Dou City, and several hundred thousand more from other cities coming to defend the throne! Do you think victory is assured?"
"Oh? So you haven't heard about those two hundred thousand wandering ghosts at Sunset Cliff?"
Dai Tianfeng's smile widened, as though victory were already in his grasp.
"What do you mean?"
Xue Qinghe knitted his brows and stared coldly at him.
"The two hundred thousand reinforcements from Hengyang City, Handan City, and Guangling City have been wiped out to the last man!"
A mocking smile curled Dai Tianfeng's lips, his voice dripping with scorn.
At those words, Xue Qinghe's expression changed