Two thousand years ago, a strand of sword light flashed across the nine heavens, tearing through the sky.
The world recovered, and martial arts began to revive.
Two thousand years later...
Too powerful.
As solid as a mountain, as deep as a vast ocean.
It was so heavy that they could hardly breathe.
After returning directly to the First Army's headquarters, Lin Xuan did not rush to take over the First Army's command, but instead returned to the Twenty-Third Squad's headquarters.
He summoned Su Changfeng and the others.
At this moment, Su Changfeng and the others also learned about everything that had happened on the training ground, and their gazes toward Lin Xuan changed completely.
There was a hint of awe in the worship.
"Gentlemen, as you already know, I will be taking command of the First Army."
Lin Xuan glanced at Su Changfeng and the others, and without wasting words, said directly: "But you are also very clear about the situation of the First Army."
It's not far off, though.
Therefore, I am determined to reorganize the First Army, but this is obviously not something I can do on my own.
Therefore, I need your help.
"However, this matter is not easy, it involves many things, and it is even very likely to cost you your life."
"Whether you want to come and help me or not is up to you; I won't force you."
"Lin Xuan, there's no need to say anything. If it weren't for you, we would have died long ago. Our lives belong to you."
Ling Zhan was the first to speak, saying, "Others may not know, but I just have one thing to say."
If you tell me to go east, I absolutely won't go west.
"That's right, we're here for you."
"I would go through fire and water without hesitation."
"How could I miss out on such a great opportunity?"
...
After Ling Zhan took the lead, the others followed suit, their eyes burning with enthusiasm, determined and without the slightest hesitation.
"Lin Xuan."
Su Changfeng nodded and said solemnly, "Just tell me what to do next."