Far off, about three thousand miles from Wang Zhan.
A massive group fearlessly cut through the jungle, crossed the grasslands, and pushed south day and night.
All along the way, they traveled tirelessly, turning all who blocked their path into bloody mud.
Closer inspection revealed that the majority of the group was made up of a variety of enormous beasts. They appeared like grim monsters and demons, freely striding across the land.
Getting closer, one would notice that upon the backs of several gargantuan creatures, there were small, exquisitely decorated pavilions and arbors with an ancient yet refined aesthetic, resembling mobile palaces.
Now, they were perched upon the heads of these domineering beasts, looking down from their lofty position upon the Star War Battlefield and the sea of people below.
Counting them all, there were at least a dozen such arbors, seemingly a divine paradise on earth.
