Pseudo One With The World

"How grand."

Ji Feng and his group stood on a high spot of the wall at the headquarters of Lovely Land and looked into the distance. They saw a large, winding fire dragon swiftly stop at a spot one-third of a mile away. They spread out densely to two sides before they quickly formed a sea of fire that could set the plains ablaze. When they looked over, this scene was incredibly grand. 

However, the headquarters of Lovely Land did not lose to them at all. The headquarters already had one hundred and twenty thousand people gathered in it and around it. With the hall walls protecting them, their defense was strong. Everyone focused, held their breaths, and waited. They looked as if they were an army in a fort that was ready for battle. There was no opening in their defense. 

Countless pairs of eyes were fixed in the same direction.