In the mural, an overwhelming flow of consciousness swept through the entire Capital City, like a howling wind, wave after wave engulfing the city, listening to their voices and extracting information from it.
"Vanguard army, go out and explore."
"We have slumbered and hidden for so long, let's see how the present world is."
"They all talk about the Xirong Divine Craftsman? The Saint who pioneered an era?"
"Investigate."
"It should be for us to use. I conquer the era with force, and he pioneers civilization with wisdom for me."
"Ignore the various Great Sects and State Cities for now, first occupy some of the lowest-level local cities and key roads in each state."
Whoosh.
Ancient terracotta soldiers used for burial emerged from the mural, flooding out of the Capital City.
As time passed by the second, with the Capital City as the center, a pure black halo gradually formed a massive vortex with a diameter of 100,000 meters, filled with terrible figures.
