At last, silence fell in the surroundings as all the members of the Solar Reaper Legion took their positions.
On the surrounding ridges, the formation rods glowed a soft blue, ready to hide the Legion and strengthen the space.
Shen Yuan, hovering several meters above them, exchanged a quick glance with Yuxin, who was floating some distance away. He also backed away to avoid drawing the tribulation's attention.
A faint breeze swept across the plateau, stirring the dark robes of the legion. Then, a rumble. A low, vibrating thunder rippled through the cloudless sky, as though some distant behemoth had awakened.
The members on the front lines—Grand Elder and Feng Lian—felt the pull of the Heavenly Dao intensify, pressing down on their meridians.
One or two in the back row gulped audibly, but no one moved from their spot.
