Yang Jian spoke in a loud and booming voice. His voice resounded throughout the space between heaven and earth. "Everyone, listen up! Attack!"

"Attack!"

Ambrose took the lead; he wielded the Tyrant Hammer and charged toward the South Cloud Army.

At the same time, the few hundred thousand North Moana soldiers also moved like a tide toward Lilydale City.

The Empress's delicate face paled. The South Cloud World only had about a hundred thousand soldiers. How could they beat Yang Jian's few