Three hundred miles from the Holy City, the Divine Army camp was brightly lit by torches, filled with an intense warrior's aura and pervaded by Evil Qi. The Divine Army soldiers seemed to have forgotten the day's defeat, their morale restored. The patrolling guards, their eyes as sharp as eagles, were on high alert, ready to detect the slightest sign of movement.
"Report to the War King! The Divine Emperor of Light has inexplicably disappeared. The Holy City is now leaderless and in chaos!"
In the central command tent, a Scout knelt on one knee, respectfully delivering his report. Nie Feng sat at the head, with generals standing on either side. Expressions of deep thought were on everyone's faces.
The Divine Emperor of Light was missing? This was indeed unexpected.
"Issue the order! Set out at once! Attack the Holy City!" Nie Feng contemplated for a moment, a possible explanation dawning on him, and gave the decisive command.
