Time flew swiftly between sunrise and moonset.
Whether it was the several clashes between the Queen of Pain and Wang Youyue, or the chain of upheavals within the Purple Cloud Dao Sect, all of it happened in silence. Though danger lurked at every step, only a handful of those involved knew.
These hidden schemes and arrangements had always been the methods of great figures, undercurrents concealed beneath a calm sea. No matter how many calculations or dark currents lay beneath, no matter how crucial they were to the greater situation, the surface remained tranquil, harmonious, and peaceful.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the war clouds that had hung over Eastern Xia had finally dispersed somewhat in the years since the ceasefire.
The people no longer had to work day and night producing wartime supplies. Nor did they have to remain constantly on edge, fearing the frontier would fall, fearing for their families' safety, fearing that the Devil Race would suddenly come charging in and drag their homeland into the abyss of war.
Even if the crisis had not been completely resolved, they could at least catch their breath for a while.
Until one day.
Eastern Xia Void Sea battlefield.
Eastern Xia's "God of War," Ji Taichang, suddenly launched a full-scale offensive, tearing up the ceasefire agreement that had only recently been reached.
With the advantage of striking first, he caught the devil armies utterly off guard and beat them back in defeat after defeat.
For some unknown reason, the Queen of Pain remained in seclusion and never showed herself, leaving the devil army trembling with unease.
At this critical moment, the Tyrannical Overlord took up the burden of supreme command, ordering the Pain Division, Fear Division, and World-Destruction Division to hold the line as their foremost strategy.
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