Lin Xuan was naturally not the only one shocked; most of the other immortal cultivators were stunned as well.
Nothing else needed to be said—just the few Nascent Soul Cultivators in Lin Xuan's group had their eyes bulging like ox eyes one after another.
"Heavens, what is this?"
The one who cried out in alarm was an immortal cultivator with white beard and white brows. At this moment, he was tugging hard at his own beard, plucking out several strands, yet he did not feel it in the slightest.
"I don't know either," a short, plump cultivator said blankly. He had been in Linhai City for a hundred years and had experienced several siege battles, but a scene like this was clearly his first.
Turning a city into a battle fortress and having it stand in the form of giants—such a sight was utterly unfamiliar to most immortal cultivators. Could this be Holy City's secret weapon?
What an enormous undertaking!
For the sake of defending Red Leaf Island, they had actually brought out such a great killing weapon.
While the cultivators were astonished, all of them were also overjoyed.
Leaving aside for the moment what divine abilities those nine giants possessed, just their thousand-zhang height, together with the densely packed Crystal Might Cannons, made one feel they were incomparably powerful.
Cheers entered their ears, and the morale of the cultivators could not help but surge severalfold.
Look at Red Leaf Island now—with so many sharp weapons and so many defenses, how could it possibly fall? Those ghostly souls and fiends coming here were merely seeking death.
A great battle was imminent, yet the entire island was suffused with an air of optimism.
This sort of sentiment accounted for ninety percent of them.
However, not all cultivators were like this. There