Seated on the Nine Dragon Throne at the very center of this temporary Tactics Hall, Lin Qian looked to his lower right at the tactical map hanging in the air.
The tactical map was layered upon itself; with a gentle tap of his hand and a pull towards himself, the entire terrain map of the Ancient Forest World materialized before him.
Currently, the tactical map displayed numerous points of light, among which green represented the Huaxia Empire, while red denoted the enemy.
As for the golden dot, that belonged to Lin Qian himself.
However, directly ahead on the tactical map was a vast expanse of murky space, whose details were still unknown. Yet as the swift wind pushed forward, everything that was once obscured began to clear up.
Lin Qian spread his hands apart and with a sudden vertical pull, a simulated illusionary scene emerged in front of him.
