[Emperor Eternal·Divided for Long Must Unite, United for Long Must Divide]
As the Empress of the East unleashed her Miracle Power, the entire world underwent a drastic transformation.
The original mountains and seas began to vanish, and in their place emerged a boundless ancient battlefield.
Whirling sands, tombs scattered everywhere.
Yet, amidst this somber wind that could enchant the eyes, figures appeared as if they had stepped out from the long river of history, standing within the military formations with solemn faces, waiting for the drumbeat to signal the start of battle.
"She cloned the mountain spirits, cloned the weapons," Bailuo muttered to himself, "Can Feiya clone people too?"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Before Isefia had time to react, the army at the forefront had already charged forward.
This was a cavalry unit, not of human soldiers, but of Heroic Spirits that had slept beneath the ancient battlefield.
