In the distance, when the Military commanders saw the White Lotus Sect appear at the center of the battlefield, their faith in His Majesty the Emperor's words deepened.
The beat of the war drums shifted, and the Dragon Armored Soldiers pressed forward in a coordinated formation, pushing toward this group of evil cultists.
On the mountainside farther off, the archers began to draw the strings of their octagonal crossbows taut.
But the next moment, fire suddenly erupted on the mountainside and by the catapults—the Ao Jing Sect had made their move.
The pressure on Bai Lingmiao lessened markedly, but faced with the layers upon layers of Military cultivators encircling her, she still felt an overwhelming strain. This wasn't just about her, but also Li Huowang's very survival.
Surrounded on all sides, Bai Lingmiao glanced at Li Huowang, who was lost in his own world. Her expression contorted with grim determination as she shouted, "Commence the Divination Ritual!"
