"Execute on the spot, burn the corpse, erase the name."
In the Flying Shuttle, hidden within the grey mist and speeding outside the Heaven and Earth painting realm.
Wu Wang's voice was still reverberating. The special Cloud Mirror at the center of the Flying Shuttle had yet to completely dissipate.
Before Yan Emperor Shen Nong, this Cloud Mirror displayed everything that had occurred within the central military encampment of the Human Domain to everyone inside the Flying Shuttle.
Through the Cloud Mirror, they could still see:
Wu Wang sat in the main seat, his Longsword resting diagonally beside his leg. His expression was calm, his gaze slightly fierce, and his words were laden with threats.
Yet, at this moment, this scene felt as if it was lacking something.
It was as if the impact was insufficient; there was always a feeling, a feeling…
Although he appeared menacing, it didn't quite hit the mark.
