Chapter 6423 Reckless Ignorance
- Within the ranks, familiar faces stood ready for battle, each in their proper place, every aura pushed to its limit.
- Rowe carried a heavy black-iron war axe across his shoulder, its blade throwing off a fierce cold gleam. He threw his head back and laughed, baring a neat row of white teeth, his rugged features packed with the kind of boldness that did not flinch from death, waiting only for the order to charge into the front line.
- The lanky cultivator idly flicked a plain folding fan in his hand. He looked loose and casual, but the light in his eyes cut colder and sharper than an unsheathed blade, and every open and close of that fan hid killing moves meant for close-range ambushes and cutting off retreat.