Flags fluttered in the forest, clouds gathered densely, and a chilling murderous aura spread, making people afraid to take a step closer.
Zhao Xing glanced back and realized that the scene behind him had also changed, as if standing by the riverside, with dark clouds looming in the distance, resembling the onset of war.
"Go further up!"
Zhao Xing frowned at the pressure and ascended two more steps.
Standing on the sixth tier, the heavy atmosphere and the sense of impending slaughter made him feel suffocated. As the steps rose, he saw more scenes, the silhouettes of Divine Soldiers and Generals seemed more solid, their swords and armor gleaming coldly, making them hard to look at directly.
"Boom boom boom~"
