284 Zhang Ling takes the elixir

They weren't lines of darkness, but armored riders clad in black, charging towards Qingcheng Mountain on their steeds, their battle banners raised high.

An enormous surge of vitality poured out from them, coalescing in mid-air like a tumultuous tidal wave, engulfing the nine layers of the Yun Xiao and radiating an astonishing might.

This was the million-strong cavalry of the Great Han state. Without Jiang Chen, they would have been the saviors of the souls of the Shu Region. The horror, represented by the countless evil spirits of the Shu Region, was to be suppressed by them.

In this million-strong cavalry, the weakest of them all have achieved perfection in the acquired stage. Among them were many Innate masters and strong Yang Gods, and there's no shortage of those from the Immortal Dao.

They were the ultimate foundation, the indestructible cornerstone of the Great Han state.