The voice was like thunder, shaking the small town.
All the residents were utterly terrified.
Someone even murmured in despair, "It's the Iron Buddha cavalry... Oh my god, it's all over now!"
No wonder they felt such despair.
It's because the Iron Buddha's reputation was too great, making it the most elite cavalry legion of Zhao Country, bar none.
Even when they march in formation, even cultivators must avoid them, not daring to challenge their might easily.
This shows the extent of their power.
At this moment, as everyone saw the Iron Buddha had come in person, they all felt a deep despair.
Ning Zhu's face had turned almost transparently pale.
At the same time.
The Iron Buddha cavalry flew over the small town, led by a general with a face full of murderous intent.
"Who killed our Zhao Country's Third Prince? Show yourself quickly!"
But despite his thunderous voice, the response was silence.
