"The army is on alert, the sects are patrolling, and there are many strong warriors guarding the steep cliffs, with a dozen Dragon Kings coiling around the giant pines... Which power is this, to have such an extensive arrangement!" Zhu Minglang watched with a frightened thrill.
No wonder the painter's little aunt wanted to team up for the heist; with such an array of forces against them, how could she possibly succeed alone, just the twenty thousand Elite Iron Crossbow Army could stop a King Level master!
That Iron Crossbow Army is no ragtag militia filled with civilians; their bolts are imbued with cold frost, and the arrows are all forged from fine steel, extremely well-equipped, probably surpassing some of the Divine Mortal Ability users with lower cultivation in capabilities.
"They belong to the Great Zhou Sect, it's best if we don't expose our identities," Nan Lingsha said as she handed Zhu Minglang a masked scarf.
