The charge of the iron cavalry was an enormous, surging force!
From tens of miles away, the Heretic Cultivators sensed the subtle tremors in the ground and the fierce, scorching energy of blood and qi sweeping in from behind them.
With a single hand shaping a spell, the leading Heretic Cultivator flung his wide sleeves, and from within his robe, a red-eyed crow burst forth, flapping its wings.
Its blood-like crimson eyes surveyed from high above, reflecting the cunning and hidden approach of the ferocious iron cavalry!
"Whose army is this?"
Connected mysteriously with the red-eyed crow, the Heretic Cultivator also detected this force.
Especially the flag fluttering fiercely in the wind, declaring its presence to the world with the character "Wu"!
"Form the formation! Break the wind!"
Cold light shone through the eyeholes of the tightly-fitting iron helmets as they caught sight of the crow soaring in the sky.
