A colossal rift stretched across the sky, and countless demonic beasts and vengeful spirits swarmed toward the human world like a plague of locusts.
“Mortal! The gods have returned today. It is time for you to pay for the disrespect you showed us in ancient times!”
The head of a gigantic black dragon emerged from the rift. Its thunderous roar rang across the entire world.
“Hahaha! A dragon? A god?”
“I never thought the day would come when I could make use of my black dragon banner, crafted from the hide of a real black dragon.”
“Who will bring me my black dragon banner?”
At his command, the mausoleum of the First Emperor, sealed for a thousand years, burst open. Rows of armored soldiers carrying halberds shook off the dust and marched out.
“Wind! Wind! Great wind!” Their battle cries shook heaven and earth.
“I, your general Bai Qi, will slay the dragon and make a banner for His Majesty, the First Emperor!”
A dazzling blade flashed across the sky. The black dragon's head fell in an instant, and its hide became a banner planted before the mausoleum.
“Fool! You dare to slay a god!”
Four monstrous beasts of different shapes burst through the rift and roared in unison.
At that instant, three more rifts in space and time appeared, one in each of the other three directions.
“Hahaha, the First Emperor beat us to it!”
“But the sons of Han will prove themselves the strongest!”
“Where are my Tiger Guards?”
“Emperor of Han, that's not right. We of the Great Tang won't stand for it!”
“Great Tang Dragon Warriors, attack!”
“Let our men settle this on the battlefield! Ning's Iron Cavalry, follow me into battle!”
At the foot of Yin Mountain, within a ghostly realm that had endured for ten thousand years, a red banner fluttered in the wind.
“I go to the underworld to summon my old comrades. Ten thousand banners shall cut down Yama!”
“Comrades, we've killed the Japanese devils. Now we'll cut down the rulers of the ghost realm too!”
“These so-called gods are nothing special!”
