Above the sky, densely packed warriors of various clans formed neat rows, with about a thousand warriors per row and ten rows in total, filling the void with precision.
On a plain not far from them, a terrifying crater had appeared; to have blasted such a crater into a planet infused with the Spirit of the Planet, one could imagine how immensely powerful that strike had been.
"Who are these people?" Zhang Zhongmou asked, astonished. Qin Jiagui looked up at the warriors in radiant armor filling the sky with a solemn expression on his face, glancing sideways at the Five-tailed Zhen perched on his shoulder, "Five-tailed Zhen, do you know?"
The Five-tailed Zhen slowly shook its head, its eyes faintly puzzled.
Seeing that even Five-tailed Zhen did not recognize them, Qin Jiagui said nothing more, simply rubbing his temples slightly. He had a very strange feeling, as, for the first time, an inexplicable agitation stirred within him.
