Back in the Xu family subspace.
Xu Qianghua sat quietly in his study, surrounded by a soft, golden glow cast by the formation lights embedded into the walls. A thick stack of jade slips sat beside him, each one pulsing gently with stored reports.
He had been reading through them for hours.
Northern Continent: The cliffs held. The formations were working. Losses were minimal.
Western Continent: The spirit cannon traps had triggered perfectly. They'd wiped out two waves.
Eastern Continent: More chaotic, but the newly trained defense lines were holding strong. Jinhai City had even managed to repel a full battalion last night.
And the Southern Continent… well, that was something else entirely. It had become a graveyard.
He closed the last slip and leaned back slightly.
The room was silent, save for the quiet hum of a crystal incense burner on the side table.
Outside, the subspace sky was a soft lavender, dotted with floating stone lanterns drifting along preset paths.
