On the battlefield, the situation underwent a sudden upheaval with Ji Chang's arrival.
The Great Gan Imperial Family's army and the cultivators of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, who had originally surged toward Wanze Sect like raging tides, had their offensive rhythm thrown into disarray by Ji Chang's overwhelming pressure.
The soldiers' steps faltered. Fear began to surface in their once resolute eyes, and their advance became hesitant, as though treading on thin ice.
Meanwhile, encouraged by Ji Chang, the Wanze Sect disciples' morale soared.
"Kill! Live and die with Wanze Sect!"
They roared in unison, their voices piercing the heavens. Their utterly exhausted bodies seemed to have been infused with boundless strength, leaving them brimming with vigor.
Gritting their teeth, they erupted with all their strength once more and poured every ounce of Spiritual Power into the city-protecting grand formation.
Their eyes brimmed with determination and resolve, as though they wished to vent all the fury and hatred in their hearts upon their enemies at once.
Zhao Yun and Zhao Wushan also felt the aid Ji Chang had brought.
With Ji Chang guarding Wanze City, they could fight without restraint and slaughter to their hearts' content.
The two exchanged a glance, excitement flashing through their eyes—the fighting spirit that grew fiercer with every battle.
Though their enemies were numerous and far from weak, neither of them showed the slightest fear.
Zhao Yun's gaze sharpened as he seized this sudden opportunity, thrusting out the spear in his hand.
A golden spear gleam shot forth like lightning, instantly piercing through an enemy expert's chest.
The expert's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief, before he slowly collapsed.
Zhao Wushan also seized the moment and unleashed swordsmanship as fierce as a tempest.
His longsword danced rapidly through the air, sending streams of