The legendary army has descended once again.
Even if it exists only as an illusory presence, the power it unleashes at this moment rivals any army at the pinnacle of the world. They stand side by side, without thoughts, instinctively connected, and instantly charge into the Iron Cavalry formation ahead.
In the next moment, the line of defense, akin to an iron wall, is shattered from the front.
The Fortress Leader of the Great Wilderness Stronghold stood atop the rocky wall, hands clenched tightly, watching Zhang Duo laugh heartily, watching the charge that transcended life and death, and murmured in disbelief.
"Is this... the Divine Martial Mansion?"
"But, how could it be..."
Zhang Duo laughed with exuberance.
In this final bout of laughter, the old man rushed to the last battlefield of his life, his sculpted face etched with the marks of time, his expression calm, yet like a fire raging fiercely beneath a glacier —
