The Luo Hou Battle Formation, combined with his mastery of space, could unleash a power equivalent to the pinnacle tier 4, even rivaling the strength of a tier 5 Emperor. This was a significant reliance.
"Ninth Prince, His Majesty has decreed that all those going to war must assemble at the imperial palace immediately!" A sharp voice echoed, and then departed directly.
Jian Wushuang withdrew his avatar clone, and his true self walked out from the room.
The leader of the guards stood by, ready for orders.
These people were absolutely loyal to Xia Mang Guanyu, but they were not eager to go to the battlefield.
"Prepare the chariots, we're going to the imperial palace!"
"Yes!"
For a moment, the entire imperial city was in turmoil.
"Suddenly, the Mo Luo attacked the fourth city. General Gutong was severely injured and retreated. The fourth city has fallen!"
