Behind the Heaven-defying Alliance.
Vast lands were stable, devoid of the flames of war from the frontline.
A pavilion established at the node of time and space—Fengya Pavilion, was now bustling with guests, its atmosphere serene and graceful.
This place served as a spot for various rear-line tribal cultivators to rest and exchange, visitors being Ancestral Gods returning from rotational duty in various combat zones.
Jade tables stood in the pavilion, the fragrance of Spirit Wine wafted, and immortal mist lingered.
Ancestral Gods of varying shapes and forms were seated, drinking together, casually discussing the frontline situation and exchanging information to alleviate their battlefield fatigue.
Huo Luolin sat solemn at one table, his battle armor half-removed, his demeanor more relaxed.
The Human Race was now stationed at the rear in rotation, seizing this opportunity to traverse various places, gather intelligence, and plan their future course.
