Outside the fog, the army of the Holy Wave Large Region was densely packed and blotted out the sky.
Flags were spread out inside, the breaths of ferocious beasts, the aura of cultivators… All of these formed a storm that connected the sky and swept through the ground.
Its aura was shocking, the sky rippled, and the ground felt oppressive.
The entire world fell silent in front of this endless army.
This was especially so for the many experts in the army. They were from the various sects and races. Grand Duke Holy Wave and the almighty figures of Fenghai County floated in the world and emitted invisible pressure.
Among them were Old Master Seventh, Marquis Yao, and many others.
There were also streams of blood light circulating and flickering in all directions. Finally, they transformed into a blood-colored sea that wanted to drown the fog.
That was an immortal art.