"Jun Wu Xie!" Luo Qingcheng gnashed her teeth as she looked hatefully at that familiar figure. Five years had passed and not once has she forgotten what she had done! She would not forget all the shame of that day!
The lady standing in front of the black army was wearing a silver light armour and rode on a white horse. It was a stark contrast with the surrounding soldiers dressed in black, while this black army seem to be "greeting" the arrival of Luo Qingcheng as more and more of them poured out from the city gates. The large army in black looked ready to welcome the army from the Upper Realm.
Luo Qingcheng pulled the reins and the army behind her stopped immediately. Everyone's gaze concentrated on the black army that suddenly appeared.
All this appeared as if they had been waiting for the Upper Realm to arrive.
Jun Wu Xie sat on top of the majestic horse and advanced forward with the army of the Night Regime behind.
