Even at such a distance, the Dragon Clan seemed to hear their words as divine lights kept striking around them, as if to drive them away.
Without any hesitation, Xiao Chen had already rushed to the side of the King of Reincarnation, staring at the armed men in the Dead City with the three skeletons. The eerie silence seemed to carry them to a delicate standoff.
In the midst of a bloody rain, the Heavenly Soldiers and Ghost Soldiers exuded an ancient, weathered aura, as if they had lived through countless eras — almost like figures from ancient times reborn in this era.
Blinding divine lights pierced the bloody curtain of rain, pouring down into the city gate. Left without options, Xiao Chen finally took a crucial step forward. The Heavenly Soldiers and Ghost Soldiers inside the city, who had already halted their practice, stood like colossal tombstones, watching him coldly.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Xiao Chen entered the Ancient City!
