It was a dark, windy night.
The wind howled.
The summit of P City Mountain had inexplicably risen a considerable distance.
And it was still rising.
The enormous tomb buried deep underground gradually revealed itself.
Boom, boom, boom!!
The faint sound of drums came from within the tomb.
Like a bugle calling warriors into a bloody charge.
"I'll record this. I won't even need movie special effects in the future."
Standing beside the tomb, Meng Fan felt no fear whatsoever.
Instead, he turned invisible and filmed.
By the time the underground tomb had fully emerged,
P City Mountain had gained a hundred meters in elevation.
The towering tomb looked like a ghost city in the dead of night.
As the tomb stopped rising,
The drumbeats gradually accelerated.
It was like an old song getting a DJ remix.
The beat was incredibly fast.
"Hah!!"
The combined shout of over ten million soldiers rang out.
It was deafening.
It traveled from the summit to the foot of the mountain and spread into the city.
The holdouts in P City felt their hearts jolt.
They huddled together, exchanging looks.
Each successive shout shattered their hope that they might get lucky.
What was coming could not be avoided.
Even if they wanted to flee now, it was too late.
They could only press their palms together and kneel before their idols, praying to survive this disaster.
Bang!!!
The gates around the tomb slammed onto the ground.
A cloud of dust rose.
Meng Fan shone a light at the tomb's main entrance.
A tall, imposing figure emerged first.
Clop, clop, clop!!!
Crisp hoofbeats rang out.
The stone figure of Bai Qi slowly rode out on a stone horse, holding a longsword.
The three stone generals of the Peach Garden followed close behind.
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