At dawn three days later, just as the sky began to lighten, the earth outside the Magic Crystal Vein Defense Line suddenly shook violently, rumbling like muffled thunder.
Dust billowed into the air, obscuring half the sky. Dense black clouds rolled in from the far horizon, sweeping across the entire wasteland with a bone-chilling aura of darkness.
It was the shadow army!
Three hundred thousand allied shadow troops blanketed the land, packed so densely that their ranks stretched beyond sight. Their black armor merged into a sea of death, and cold dark battle qi wreathed every soldier. Their killing intent soared into the heavens, making even the air throughout the defense line seem to freeze.
Outside the command tent, the soldiers of the Principality of Klan stared at the distant enemy army that blotted out the sky, their faces instantly turning deathly pale. The morale that had soared after Shiheng's resounding victory in his first battle was instantly shattered by this terrifying display. Many began to tremble as they gripped their weapons.
An army of three hundred thousand! Six warriors of the ninth rank peak!
Such a force could easily crush the entire military strength of the Principality of Klan. Their several previous defeats had also planted a deep fear of the Shadow Alliance in the defenders' hearts.
"Quick! Report to the commander! The Shadow Alliance army is upon us!"
The sentry's shrill alarm instantly rang throughout the defense line. The beacon towers immediately lit their signal fires, sending billowing black smoke straight into the sky to warn of an unprecedented crisis.
Shiheng, who had been refining his battle qi in seclusion inside his tent, suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing from them.
He instantly sensed the overwhelming killing intent and intensely concentrated aura of darkness outside. Battle