The army presses the border.
Yan Yun looked at the city before him, which exuded an eerie sense of tranquility, causing his brows to furrow tightly.
"Someone, open the city gates!"
Yan Yun ordered.
Immediately, a powerful figure from the Tribute Institute stepped forward, striking the heavy city gates with a mighty palm, instantly causing the iron-forged gates to explode into pieces, shattering in an instant.
In the next moment.
The face of the Tribute who struck changed dramatically.
"General Yan, look quickly!!"
Without needing him to speak, Yan Yun had already turned his gaze toward the scene in the city.
What filled his vision was a mass of civilian corpses, piled across the entire street, emitting a foul stench of decay.
"Be careful, see if anyone is still alive in the city!"
Yan Yun's expression was grim, yet he didn't rashly enter the city, instead instructing a group to first investigate.
A moment later.
A scout reported.
