C587 Yu Feifei

It was precisely noon when the red sun hung in the distant sky, yet the plaza within the northern territory of the Zidian Dynasty remained comfortably cool, a testament to the region's unique climate.

The plaza was steeped in silence, its solemnity guarded by soldiers clad in armor, standing immobile and tall. Each had been meticulously chosen for their prowess in the Spiritual Martial Stage