บท 508: Saint Of War

Ziyao goes down to the west, and the blazing spirit rises to the east.

This was an ordinary morning that couldn't be more ordinary. With the rise of Blazing Star, the Great Ruin Forest gradually woke up from its deep sleep. Bunches of light penetrated through the gaps in the forest and shone on the wisps of cooking smoke floating like gauze.

The dewdrops of last night were still hanging on the blades of grass, and the stars were shining in the morning light. Without the sound of birds chirping and insects chirping, the whole forest seemed so quiet, filled with a killing atmosphere everywhere.

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering cannon sound from the outskirts of the forest, which immediately startled a large group of birds hidden in the jungle, and flew in all directions indiscriminately. Immediately afterwards, the periphery of the entire forest rose and fell one after another, and the sound of gunfire and shouts of killing rang out.