A tremendous crisis, like the dark clouds before a storm, quietly enveloped them, pressing down so hard that it was suffocating.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten thousand Jinyi Guards and soldiers surged like a tide, surrounding the Longmen Grottoes.
The Jinyi Guards wore flying fish uniforms, their scales glinting with a cold light under the sun; in their hands, the Brocade Spring Sabers gleamed icily, arranged neatly and impenetrably, sealing off the grottoes completely.
The soldiers were clad in armor, wielding swords, spears, halberds, and shields, their cold weapons flashing with a chilling light in the world.
The air was filled with an asphyxiating tension, like a string pulled taut to its extreme, ready to snap with a "twang" at any moment.
