Chen Feng gave his master a standard disciple's salute, then turned to the military generals on the viewing platform: "The time has come, please give the order for the general offensive!" His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
The generals, who had been preparing for some time, immediately transmitted the order through the communication array upon hearing the news. Outside Zhenlang Pass, the human army, which had been lying in ambush for a long time, surged towards the werewolf territory like a tidal wave.
At the forefront were three thousand heavily armored cavalrymen riding iron-clad warhorses, followed by tens of thousands of crossbowmen wielding rune-inscribed crossbows, and in the sky were hundreds of war chariots towed by flying demonic beasts.
Above the army, thirty-six large flags embroidered with the character "Xia" fluttered in the wind.
Chen Feng looked into the distance, his newly advanced Heavenly King Realm perception allowing him to clearly sense every fluctuation of qi and blood on the battlefield.
He saw that the vanguard had broken through the first line of defense, that the werewolves had hastily organized a counterattack, and that in the distance, above the werewolf holy site, the "Blood Moon Altar," an ominous red moon.
"I will personally create the second great realm of the human race." Chen Feng clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within his body, his eyes burning with the flames of fighting spirit.
With a flash, he appeared a hundred meters in the air, flying towards the most intense part of the battlefield, leaving a long golden trail behind him, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
Below, the students of the Savage Martial Arts University gazed up at the departing figure, and someone shouted first, "Farewell, Heavenly King Chen!"
Soon, the voices merged into one, resounding through the sky. The principal wiped away tears from his eyes and said to Di Fengtianwang beside him, "We have witnessed the beginning of a new era."
The old superstar smiled slightly, his gaze profound: "No, this is just the prelude. That child... he's destined to go further than any of us."
In the distance, Chen Feng's figure had transformed into a golden dot of light, disappearing into the battlefield stained with blood and fire. Behind him, the rising sun bathed the walls of Zhenlang Pass in gold, and a brand new day began.
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