The sound came from Thunder Sacrifice City.
Su Yue and the others held their breath, each standing ramrod straight.
Though a Martial Artist's leg was injured, he endured the pain and insisted on standing up.
Liu Yizhou and the other Ninth Grades descended from the air, each tidying their own clothes.
Su Qingfeng sheathed the demon blade at his back and quickly straightened his robe.
Clap!
Clap!
Clap!
The synchronized sound of a military march echoed from Thunder Sacrifice City.
In the square of Thunder Sacrifice City, the Divine Land Honor Guard was dressed impeccably, marching slowly forward, their steps as unified as a moving fortress.
In less than a minute, they stood like javelins beneath the flagpole.
At that moment, every Divine Land citizen's eyes were steadfast.
Rustle!
The flag bearer looked solemn. After a brief preparation, he raised the Divine Land national flag.
