Chun Prefecture.
The largest sports stadium.
Everyone in the Eight-Nine Group had assembled.
On the parade ground.
Everyone from Black Mountain Town wore short black robes, with long sabers on their backs and guns at their waists.
The Old Man of Black Mountain Town personally led the contingent, leaning on his crutch as he looked at Little White Tiger and Old Ninth with satisfaction.
Black Mountain Town had now settled in Chun Prefecture and was the most favored force under Little White Tiger.
Even someone as powerful as False Eye had to give them some space.
This was their reward for choosing the right side.
But securing Black Mountain Town's position required them to keep accumulating achievements in battle.
This time, the Old Man had personally taken the field, standing in the very center, vigorous despite his age.
Beside Black Mountain Town's contingent stood False Eye's men.
Because Lei Zi had been pulled out to establish the Lei Zi Corps, False Eye had fewer men.
Still, these were all brothers who had risked their lives with False Eye. There might not have been many, but none were weak.
They wore respectable suits and sunglasses, already looking like regular troops.
Beside them were Xiao Yuan's men from Ice Prefecture.
Only a few hundred.
The phoenix totem on their chests was their faith.
With Generals Sickness and Pestilence leading them, no one dared underestimate them.
Next came everyone from Overlord Stronghold.
The contingent flying the skull flag had the most men.
Every last one was a hardened bandit. Their mere presence overshadowed the other formations.
Their thick killing intent came naturally.
Even the clouds above them looked dark and heavy.
All of Overlord's Sworn Sons had assembled.
Hu Du stood bare-chested at the front, his gaze scornful.
Even the normally flippant Fatty