The dense ranks of the Military were united as one, including not only the troops of Da Liang but also those from Qingqiu, Huo Shu, Siqi, Anxi, and even Da Qi.
With a unified SWISH, the soldiers simultaneously raised their sabers behind their heads. The topknots holding their hair were all sliced through, letting their hair unfurl and cascade like cloaks in the wind.
Their gazes were cold yet resolute. Even in the face of a Fate Commander, these mortals' eyes showed no trace of fear.
Among the heads with loosened hair were all those controlled by Xuan Pin. Together, the army chanted as one. "Myriad strands of unbound black hair fly free, calling all generals and ministers to the fore! Tiangang and Taiyi, walk with us! Souls of Jia and Geng, march with us!"
"We question not the door gods or household guards! We question not the legions of malevolent spirits! We question not the mountain gods or ghosts of misfortune! We question not the demons or false deities!"
