“Vassal clan of the Linghu, Li Clan! Heaven And Earth Borrowing Art!” a woman’s voice echoed, and dozens of female cultivators ascended. In the air, their clothes shed away one after another, and they transformed into cuckoos that were several meters in size. All of them threaded their way out from their clothing!

With their cries, the tide of Linghu Clan cultivators below shockingly turned bright with blood-red light, the power of their charge increasing even more!

“Linghu Clan’s Dark Hall!”

“Linghu Clan’s Enforcement Division! KILL!!!”

“Vassal clan of the Linghu, Ye Clan! Follow me and charge!”

Wuooo… Wuooo… A low-pitched bugle horn sounded. The several-thousand-rider charge was like a quaking tide. With one glance, the scene seared itself into memory for all eternity!

Dark clouds loomed oppressively over cities, the gleam of armor shimmering like golden scales! [1]

“Heavens…” Inside the Featherwood Guard, all of the Xingtian Legion’s cultivators watched the scene before them. All of them were dumbfounded.

Naive.

Their past selves had been too naive.

Even if they’d defeated the Screaming Wind Legion twice, and even if the Nalan Clan’s Reincarnation Puppet had fallen at their feet. They’d also heard that some holy maiden of the Nalan Clan had also been killed by Branchmaster Xu… and yet, they now knew what a true...