Without him realizing, Celestial Master Chen's Jade Handle Duster had fallen to his side. He looked up at the sky outside the tent, watching it rapidly darken and give way to starlight.
A flicker of unusual light finally crossed his otherwise impassive eyes.
"A Star Monarch Dharma Aspect… Though only a phantom, it already possesses a hint of its true essence.
The methods of Xuan Hengzi… but I fear even he could not achieve this.
Hmm… It must be that Venerable… This boy… What immense Creation, and what ruthless methods."
His tone remained steady, yet it carried an indescribable undercurrent.
Li Xuanqing had no time to savor the profound meaning in his words. He roared:
"Array! Activate!"
"SIR—!!!"
Outside the tent, the various generals, already on alert, roared their assent in unison!
At this moment, the five hundred thousand elites of the World-Suppressing Army displayed the iron-blooded discipline and terrifying efficiency worthy of their "World-Suppressing" name.
