Seeing Gu Hongliang from the Daogu Tribe press his bloodied palm against the Stone Stele, everyone was filled with confusion.
But at this moment, after the Stone Stele absorbed Gu Hongliang's blood, it turned into threads of blood, and the massive Stone Stele seemed to come alive, emitting a blinding red glow.
Subsequently, the enormous plaza began to quake violently.
Under this intense tremor, Lin Bai and others could barely stand on the ground.
"This is..." Lin Bai looked down at the square bluestone slabs on the plaza ground. At this moment, the slabs sunk downward, and as they rose, a mud soldier emerged, holding a long spear, its face menacing.
At a glance, tens of thousands of mud soldiers seemed to emerge from beneath the enormous plaza.
Above these mud soldiers, threads of red glow flickered, as if they were granted life!
"Talisman Soldiers!" Yan Ji's eyes flashed, looking somewhat horrified.
"Talisman Soldiers!" Bai Qing's expression also began to change.
