Behind him, thousands of knights clad in pitch-black armor, their sheen flowing with a dark luster, marched in formation, their every breath exuding an extraordinary terror, connected as one array, guarding the passage behind them.
"Emperor Heaven... seen once again, alas, the old friends of the past are no longer here."
More and more powerful fighters began to pour in, some stepping onto the soil of Yanfu Territory, feeling a familiar Qi, sighing deeply.
At that moment.
A strong figure from Yanfu State made a move, a jade hand tearing through the void, white Divine Light surging unstoppably, bearing an aura of sanctity that revealed a domineering presence, invulnerable to Ten Thousand Skills, annihilating everything.
In just an instant, the thousands of knights arrayed in protection were nearly all crushed under that palm strike, ground into blood-mud, and then collided with a few true powerhouses.
"Heavenly Divine Light! Progeny of the Saint King?!"
