Awooo~
Amid wave after wave of deep roars, massive boulders tore through the air.
The stones were irregularly round, each two or three feet across. They were hurled with tremendous force, capable of smashing a large tree cleanly in two and leaving deep craters where they landed.
What was truly terrifying was that the stones fell like rain, the assault unending!
Three hundred cultivators rode three hundred Mountain-Quelling Rhinoceroses, forming a defensive formation.
The saddles on every Mountain-Quelling Rhinoceros gleamed with faint golden radiance. Beams of light shot skyward, forming a mana defensive shield that blocked the stone spheres crashing toward them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The stone spheres collided violently with the shield. Although all of them were deflected, the outermost mana barrier rippled violently, its light visibly dimming.
If this continued, collapse would only be a matter of time.
Naturally, the cultivators would not sit around and await death. They unleashed spells and raised Magic Tools, launching a counterattack against their assailants.
This was the eleventh day since the party had entered the Jade Dragon Mountain Range.
According to the plan, they would take twenty to twenty-five days to cross this natural barrier spanning several thousand li.
Over the previous ten days, although the party had encountered some trouble, the ferrymen of the Mountain Crossing Society had resolved it all.
Things had gone fairly smoothly overall.
The cultivators had not even had a chance to act.
Yet this morning, they had run into a migrating Demon Race tribe.
Most demons had territories of their own. Great Demons and Demon Kings in particular rarely left their domains lightly.
The Demon Race possessed an exceptionally strong sense of territoriality. If one Great Demon entered another Great Demon's territory, it often meant a war to the death.
Yet quite a few demons,