This is the fourteenth day of Wang Jixuan's closed-door training.
In the ancient city that had long since vanished, two beams of light soared into the sky, intertwining like the DNA helix of a living organism.
When Gao Huating emerged, no one knew what exactly had happened inside.
But the aura occasionally emitted by Amina had already exuded a dominating power.
In contrast, Wang Jixuan's aura did not carry any sense of oppression; more so, it carried a serene and ethereal aura.
Meanwhile.
The border region of the D5 Combined Combat Zone.
A densely packed convoy of armored vehicles was advancing southeast.
Fu Jian stood in the command room on the bridge of the aerospace carrier, watching the steel torrent on the screen.
He had a habit of maintaining a stern expression—which was essentially expressionless;
This way, those under his command could not determine the severity of the situation based on his facial expressions.
It was indeed quite severe.
