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The next day, at dawn.
The sky had just brightened, with the golden morning sun casting its glow upon the land.
Casting a long, long shadow of the entire Zhenxi City, the banners on the city walls fluttered against the blue sky, creating a rustling sound, but the wind brought with it a feeling of desolation.
The vast Zhenxi City was bleak, top to bottom.
The spirit of the soldiers, the hearts of the people, all were dim.
Boom!
Boom, boom!
Rumbling...
A series of earth-shattering sounds approached from afar, mighty and vast, it was the Tianqing Kingdom's hundred-thousand-strong army led by Xiao Yi, forming like a dark demonic cloud, marching towards Zhenxi City.
Their pace was not fast, but it exuded an extremely heavy and suffocating presence.
Like a colossal stone weighing down on everyone's chest.
It was stifling to the point of breathlessness.
