"Let me ask you men and women, are you willing to trample over Mysterious Cloud Mountain with me?"
The voice was clear, not loud but not soft, and able to suppress the sound of horse hooves and armor clashing on the battlefield. In the ten miles surrounding Zong Shou, his voice could be heard.
Leidong was startled, even as a grade-8 peak martial path expert, his heart couldn't help but feel shocked by the twelve hundred Dao soldiers and hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry. At this moment, Zong Shou's words shook him back to his senses, and his eyes filled with confusion.
What was Zong Shou planning to do?
As the thought arose, Leidong realised that the area around was very strange. Apart from Jin Buhui, no one seemed worried at all.
When Zong Shou slipped off his robe to reveal the blood colored armor, his allies' spirits were lifted. Xuanyuan Tong beside even muttered, "...it is finally going to begin? Witnessing the destruction of a sect..."