At the edge of the sky, the night fog burst open, yellow sand filled the sky, as if thousands of troops were galloping, stepping through the sky and coming.
The sound became increasingly clear and real, definitely not an illusion.
"Enemy attack!" Even the young disciples present heard the shouts and beastly screams.
When it rains, it pours. After all the Ancestor Masters were killed in battle, an unknown great enemy launched a raiding attack, and that terrifying murderous aura swept through the heavens and earth.
Everyone's complexion changed, as even the desert was trembling, and the yellow sand was like waves crashing and surging continuously.
The distant enemies emitted a vital energy that filled the heavens and the earth. They were not only powerful but also numerous, with some figures faintly visible.
"Where did these troops come from?" Some young people felt their hearts tremble, as it was their first time experiencing such a large scene.
