The assembly ground lay at the heart of Li Huxin's military camp—a vast open courtyard. As the Sky Pavilion hovered over the clouds far above.
"Woah~ I can see everything from up here," Xiao Hei said in awe, peering over the edge.
"Me too," Xun Wei added, her earlier tension gone now that the pavilion had stopped moving.
From this height, the entire camp spread out beneath them like a living map—rows of tents, marching formations, clusters of cultivators gathering in neat ranks. Wherever they focused their gaze, the view seemed to sharpen and draw closer, as though distance itself had been folded away.
It was one of the Sky Pavilion's many quirks: not just a means of flight, but a vantage point that magnified the world below, turning the battlefield into something that could be observed, measured… and controlled, with the cover of the clouds.
The area was already packed. Hundreds of cultivators stood in ordered ranks.
