A few days later, the forces of Vajra Stronghold marched majestically towards Changsheng Castle.
Fang Yi rode a glistening black horse, arrogant and confident. To him, the heavily damaged Changsheng Castle following the battle with Divine Water Palace was merely a possession ready to be taken over effortlessly.
The sound of horse hooves was urgent as they entered the territory of Changsheng Castle. Fang Yi abruptly tightened the reins, as an inexplicable sense of unease surged in his heart.
The surroundings were deathly silent, a kind of tranquility akin to the calm before a storm, making one's hair stand on end.
Fang Yi cautiously surveyed the area and shouted to his subordinates, "Stay alert, damn it, beware of being surrounded!"
The wind howled, and the trees rustled, as if tolling a funeral bell for Vajra Stronghold.
