"They're here!"
An hour later, Qingmu Saint Sovereign stood up. He looked into the distance, his expression somewhat solemn as he tightly gripped his battle sword and strode out of the grand hall. The Left and Right Prime Ministers, the State Preceptor, the Grand Commandant, the Great General, and others followed him closely.
The Power of the Law of Wood erupted forthwith. The city, the forests, and the entire world were shrouded in a layer of green light. This light, containing intense vitality, illuminated the ages and caused many old trees and withered wood to spring to life. Looking out, trees swayed and blossomed in brilliant hues. The beauty of the environment made one want to linger and forget to return.
Regrettably, no one was present to appreciate this scene. The shadow of war filled the hearts of all martial artists in the Small Thousand World of Xuanye with heaviness.
