Within the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits, Cold Pavilion Valley.
The remaining thousand-plus soldiers of Dashang were dying incessantly, desperately resisting the soldiers of the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits.
And in the center of the battlefield...
The man in Mysterious Flower Armor watched quietly as the grand general of the Shang Dynasty was frantically praying.
Years of travel and warfare had etched firmness and resolve onto the face of Song An, who was now in his thirties...
At the age of thirty, one should stand firm.
But Song An had already experienced joy and sorrow, parting and reunion, and had seen too much death. People who have encountered death often fall into one of two extremes: one is extremely afraid of death, while the other becomes indifferent to life, whether it's their own or someone else's.
Song An belonged to the latter.
He was not afraid to die.
But he was not resigned.
