Zhenhuang City.
In the City Lord's Hall, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.
"Gentlemen, now that the Great Wilderness is mobilizing forces against us, does anyone have a good strategy?"
A burly middle-aged man in heavy armor was seated at the main position in the hall. He scanned the crowd with a deep voice as he asked.
This man was the foremost combat strength of the Great Court Country, the Tingyuan Sect!
Once reputed to match the body of a god with the strength of a mortal.
But since the drastic changes in the world's environment, his power has also diminished considerably, no longer as formidable as before.
Upon hearing this statement,
the commanders and strongmen below the hall exchanged looks, unable to respond for a long time.
In the past,
they would be thrilled upon hearing news of the Desolate Rebellion, even vying for a chance to fight.
For every suppression of chaos represented military achievements and immense wealth.
But now,
