The brutal magical battle had already gone on for more than ten days.
The Immortal Dao Alliance was determined to bring the mineral vein under control. The cultivators it had dispatched, in both quantity and quality, far surpassed the Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons guarding this place.
They had prepared to take it in a single battle.
The idea was not wrong, but how could matters in the immortal cultivation world ever go entirely as one wished?
The Heavenly Demons guarding the mineral vein proved far more tenacious than they had originally expected. Though outnumbered and outmatched, they showed not the slightest intent to retreat.
Relying on their formations, they defended it with their lives.
It had originally been estimated that the vein could be conquered in three days, but who would have thought that after spending several times that long, the other side would still be stubbornly resisting there?
Anger born of shame!
The cultivators of the Immortal Dao Alliance were truly somewhat depressed. The only good news was that within a radius of a million li, the nearby Devil Race strongholds had all been uprooted, so there was no need to worry about the other side having reinforcements or the like.
But as the saying went, delay breeds change. If this continued to drag on, who could know that no unforeseen event would occur? Therefore, the cultivator in charge of the Immortal Dao Alliance's affairs in this area had already decided to launch a fierce assault.
At any cost, they had to take down the mineral vein today.
Mountains rose and fell in an unbroken chain. On the outskirts of the mineral vein stood a small hillside.
At the top of the slope, dozens of armored soldiers stood respectfully, and surrounded by them were a man and a woman.