Across a vast plain, battle cries soared into the heavens and thunderous blasts rang without cease. Spell lights of every kind flared across the ground and sky as tens of thousands of demon beasts fought cultivators. The earth was pocked with craters and littered with the corpses of demon beasts and cultivators alike. Some demon beasts still clung to life, letting out anguished wails, while the ground had been dyed blood-red.
Several thousand cultivators gathered in groups of twos and threes, relying on formations to withstand the demon beasts' attacks. Dozens of multicolored light barriers appeared across the grassland.
Within a pale azure light barrier over a hundred zhang wide, Wang Mengyang and more than a dozen Foundation Establishment Cultivators had gathered together, using the formation to attack the invading demon beasts.
Wang Mengyang had originally belonged to the Intelligence Hall. He was not skilled at combat, but excelled at social dealings. Ordered to infiltrate the Skywind Commerce Alliance, he had now become a shopkeeper. Who could have known that the Demon Race would attack? He had retreated alongside the Skywind Commerce Alliance's High-Level Cultivators, only for the Demon Race to pursue them relentlessly.
He looked toward the skies, where multicolored spiritual lights burst one after another. Nine Core Formation Cultivators were battling Core Formation Stage Half-Demons. For now, the human Core Formation Cultivators were at a disadvantage. There was no helping it—the Half-Demons had Tier 3 Demon Beasts supporting them. Two fists could not fend off four hands.
Wang Mengyang and the others had been cut off by tens of thousands of demon beasts. Unless something unexpected happened, they would all die here.
A deafening boom rang out as a crimson sun fifty or sixty zhang across appeared in the sky. A charred corpse fell from above, clad in