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At dawn, the traces of the beasts slowly transford from a steady stream to a small bear, arriving once every hour as the sun set. Yan Xiaobao realized this small group of beasts might alert the Tibet Army, but at the mont, he had no idea where Wan was. The bird responsible for telling him the enemy army’s whereabouts, numbers, and layout was nowhere to be found. Knowing this army was preparing to greet them, it was clear they would seek to control the flow of the battle. Likely, it would be fought on a massive plain. The vast plains would be the ideal spot, surpassing the Beast Army. With enough space, the beasts could attack the humans as much as possible; this would be their only chance of victory.
Sighing, Yan Xiaobao looked around. He gazed at the dense forest filled with ordered experts. As he waited and allowed ti to pass, he sat on a tree stump, resting his head in his hands.
The entire forest was serene, with every expert under the canopy focused on cultivation. So sat atop the trees, while others sat on the ground. The only reason Yan Xiaobao wasn’t cultivating like the others was that he had to frequently observe the surrounding environnt. If they were ambushed, he needed to see what was happening. High in the treetops, commanders took on the role of scouts, and both they and the Saints vigilantly surveyed the surroundings.
Though so Saints occasionally left the Divine Domain, they had never shown such a feat before. They had never departed with an army this large nor abandoned their original forms. In this Empire, knowing what was about to unfold, adrenaline surged through everyone’s veins. Smiles blossod on their faces and excitent sparkled in their eyes. It wasn’t just the Saints—every expert, including those presently cultivating, brimd with anticipation. They had never left the Divine Origin before, but here they were in the Siban Empire, ready to fight the humans and strive for freedom.
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"Master, they are now within the Siban Empire; the beasts will attack the humans. Aren’t you planning to do anything? Are you not going to help?" A servant stood anxiously behind the throne where a young man sat. His hair was black, his eyes deep brown. His forehead was furrowed with twisted lines as his gaze focused on a swirling space ball in his hand, seeming to shift and writhe. He didn’t appear to truly hear the servant’s words, but the woman dared not speak again. Watching her master engrossed in the distorted space ball, his clenched teeth and furrowed brows deterred any interruption. The servant quickly realized now was not the ti to disturb him.
Beside her stood another servant, but unlike the first, this woman said nothing. She stood entirely still, not even flinching. Her mouth was tightly shut, her eyes sharp as she observed the swirling distortion of space.
After so ti, the ball seed to grow increasingly warped before splitting in the middle, leading to the ergence of a massive black hole that devoured everything around it. A sudden storm erupted in the room, dragging everything except the young man toward the ever-expanding black hole. A howling sound arose, and the servants’ clothes rustled violently. The woman who had spoken earlier wore an expression of terror, while the other’s deanor remained unchanged.
The young man continued watching the black hole, until finally, he raised his hand and clenched his fist. This action caused the black hole to shrink before ultimately being completely removed by the young man.
He sat in silence for a mont before finally lifting his head to look at the servant behind him. "What did you say?" he asked curiously. His eyes glead with intelligence and amusent. He was unaccustod to his servant speaking directly to him. In fact, it had been years since he last conversed with anyone, and hearing this woman talk to him felt unusual.
"Master, the beasts have entered the Siban Empire. They will seize this Kingdom."
"Oh," the young man said, his previously intrigued expression turning dull again. "I did hope they would make a move soon, but not this quickly."
"Master, it’s because of a young man nad Yan Xiaobao. He incited the beasts to begin the war," the woman said, her voice laced with hesitation, as if unsure whether she should continue speaking.
"Oh," the man mused, scratching his cheek after a mont’s contemplation. "That’s Yan Xiaobao. I see. Well, if it’s him, then I’m not interested in participating in this war. He’s still too weak to entertain ."
"Master! This is the future of the entire Empire! How can you dismiss it because of one person?!" The servant finally lost her composure and hesitation, exclaiming in shock. The mont the young man extended his open hand, the black hole that had vanished monts ago suddenly reappeared before them. Its suction force was now even stronger than before. As it steadied, he pointed to the servant, and the protective force around her instantly disappeared. The black hole’s pull imdiately engulfed her, giving her no ti to speak. The woman was dragged into the black hole, her eyes filled with terror as she vanished.
Sighing deeply, the young man tilted his head, eliciting a few cracks from his neck. "Foolish girl," he chuckled, "There are only a few things that truly sadden . How could I not pay attention to Lan Feng and his feeble attempts at vengeance?"
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