Massive ravines crossed each other, leaving hideous markings that created a dreadful sight on this gray and barren land. A repressed and cold atmosphere pervaded each and every corner of the entire area.
Shoo!
Suddenly, a loud wind broke the silence of the lone and cold atmosphere. In a far distance, the gray sky was torn, revealing a troop of a thousand men that were flitting across the sky at a low altitude.
The troop was dressed in black armor. As they moved, the spiritual energies surrounding them seemed to have all integrated into one. Their sharp and fierce fighting spirit instantly dispelled the chilliness in the region. At the forefront of the troop were two figures, Mu Chen and Nine Nether, who were moving at a steady pace.
