Yi Tian's head ached, and he clutched his forehead.
He forced himself to endure the exhaustion and overconsumption, pushing on to observe the next sequence.
More threads spilled out from Yi Tian's eyes, spreading to all corners of the territory, even outward for two hundred kilometers...
The threads, like spent crossbow bolts, could no longer move forward.
But the vision did not progress; instead, it started rewinding, just like a movie on Earth.
Purple Phoenix Moon Dance bathed in flames, Yi Tian up in the sky, the little kiddos' faces tense, all the prominent generals of the territory fell in battle, the Yin Yang Giant Panda was captured, the Howling Moon Silver Wolf fought desperately alongside S-level warriors...
On the eastern edge of the territory, an S-level Lord, smiling, held a Mist Scroll and stepped onto the icy ground of the territory.
Second Child noticed—too late.
A Thunderbolt Man was hired as a mercenary.
