The Yin spirits within the city walls hadn’t even had the opportunity to look up.

Because if they did, they would have discovered the spell arrays that had appeared right above the four city walls.

They appeared with mysterious runic symbols that emanated hellish black Yin energy. The spell arrays rotated slowly, but the shockwave accompanying its appearance immediately blew away all Yin spirits within a fifty meter radius.

A split second later--

Whoosh!

It was like a majestic meteor shower.

As the spell array continued to spin, it began to pour out spots of sparkling white light, almost as though constellations of the milky way were being created from nothingness. Qin Ye, Arthis and the remaining 20,000 Yin soldiers watched the massive screen of Yin energy with bated breaths and clenched fists.

There’s no room for mistakes… We absolutely have to win this war!

There was an unprecedented urgency stirring in the depths of Qin Ye’s heart, far beyond any that he had ever experienced before. His heart was practically leaping out of his chest, and his breaths grew ragged. The palms of his hand were also completely soaked through with sweat. Incidentally, Arthis was experiencing the exact same thing.

This was a war that would determine the fate of the nation. Nobody wanted to leave something like that to pure chance and luck.

Limbo. All the Yin spirits, whether within or without Shanhai Pass, stared at the massive spell arrays above the city walls with their jaws agape. Two seconds later, the panic-stricken Yin spirits screamed in terror and began to scatter in all directions as quickly as they could!

From afar, it looked no different...