Mi Lu felt a tightness in his chest and said ominously, "Good! Very good indeed!"
"Young Lord," Qi Ren suddenly interjected, "A great battle is imminent. This is no time for petty jealousy and disputes."
As if to prove Qi Ren's point about the urgency of the situation, in the suspended mirror, the army led by Manxie advanced like a forest on fire, swiftly approaching the city walls with overwhelming momentum.
Shockingly, these Manxie soldiers seemed unafraid of death. They cast spells using their own bodies, exploding themselves outside the city walls and smearing their Essence Blood on the Boundary Walls. Soon, the millennia-old Barrier Light Wall began to emit large swathes of bloody mist.
The bright red mist rose up, and with the suicidal sacrifice of the first batch of Manxie soldiers, the blood clouds in the sky grew denser and appeared almost ready to crush the city.
