Sunset Town.
Dark clouds loomed overhead, and heavy snow began falling without warning.
In the Mass Grave, the corpses drained of blood and vital energy welcomed the first autumn snow as winter approached.
Big Fat Dragon's furious roar echoed through the valley for a long time.
Purple energy surged around his body to its utmost, and he had clearly entered a state he had never reached before.
In the past, the sight might have enraged Big Fat Dragon, might have driven him to spill blood, but he would never have lost control as he did today.
Since leaving the Immortality Mountain secret realm, his temperament seemed to have undergone some indescribable change.
"Your nation was founded on mountains of corpses and seas of blood; your imperial clan's prosperity was bought with five generations sharing a grave! And what did you give your meritorious generals in return? You slaughtered them once they had served their purpose and toyed with them like chess pieces. Never to be reborn? Today, I'll grant your wish!"
A shout erupted from the south.
Rumble!
Immediately afterward, the thunder of ten thousand horses pounding the earth swept toward them.
Banners unfurled in the wind along Sunset Town's long street, each bearing a single great character-Ba!
At their head rode a Golden Armor General, his hair already gray, his age past fifty. Yet his back was ramrod straight as he gripped a spear in his right hand and roared, "Today, the Southern Border imperial clan will pay in blood for what it owes me! Form up at the valley entrance, all troops! Follow your general here in the Three Prefectures of Lingnan, for one last... charge!"
Beneath a blood-red setting sun, the veteran donned his armor and rode into battle for the last time in his life.
Beside