Centered around the Eternal Forbidden Area, boom! Two streams of fate surged like two raging fires, the armies hadn't yet clashed, but the momentum had already fiercely collided.
The power from this collision of fate was perilous beyond compare; even those in the Sixth Realm would be shattered and collapse in an instant at the point of impact.
Now, the fury of the two empires' fate was akin to the power possessed by the Origin Gods.
Within the Empire, even those who had not participated in the battle shone brightly, pouring their faith into the empire's fate.
Chu Yuan sat in the grand tent of the imperial army camp, his imperial power having already swept out. In his eyes, the world had turned into flames of war, with both camps erupting into blood and fire.
The Imperial Army lined up in perfect order, exuding an aura of icy coldness and iron blood.
Their faces were fearless and unafraid, undeterred by any great battle or danger.
