บท 269: Dreamscape (2)

The scene instantly changed to half a year ago when Feng Ling became the High Priestess.

Standing on the city gate tower, Feng Ling looked at the warriors who were about to go on an expedition and at the awe-inspiring man who was sitting on a horse with an iron-blooded domineering aura. She walked towards the giant war drum.

Feng Lan, who was following behind her, asked in a low voice with a worried tone, "Sister, there's a batch of dark warlocks in Navy Tide Nation. Can the Grand General defeat them this time? If he can't, with the coldness of the King of Canglan, our Phoenix Skies will fall into misery and suffering."

Feng Ling only said, "Grand General and I will definitely not allow Navy Tide Nation to invade Phoenix Skies."

The sacrificial dance performed by the High Priestess not only transcended the souls of the dead, but it also boosted the morale and gave the warriors energy.