"Alright."
Chen Ping observed from afar. In the Xuanwu Camp, military Qi converged, vaguely resembling a flying serpent, its mouth wide open, ready to devour, exuding a menacing aura.
At the forefront of the several hundred cavalry, a commander sat upright on his horse, seemingly possessed by this flying serpent.
When he first saw it, the Qi mechanism was not remarkable, even less fierce than the one Xu Baxian had.
However, after the blood Qi of the flying serpent gathered, his power surged like an inflating balloon.
Even from several miles away,
the menacing Qi infiltrated his body...
Clearly, the opponent's strength had more than doubled, posing a slight threat to him.
"What is the reason for this? Could it be that those rumors about commanders gathering military Qi, invoking Heaven's Mandate, and suppressing rebels are not exaggerations or mere metaphors?"
