After a while.
"Eldest Senior Brother, when do we make our move?"
The young man in black asked the aged man in black once more.
"Wait a little longer. This is not yet the time to wipe out that group of demon beasts."
The elderly black-clad cultivator said.
In the blink of an eye, several days passed.
The Demon Race besieging White Cloud City of the Yan Kingdom shifted from fierce assaults to a war of attrition, beginning to attack continuously while conserving their spiritual power.
During the first half of each day, Tu Qian Flood Dragon, the Quasi Fourth Rank Array Formation master, led more than one hundred and fifty Golden Core Demon Kings in using the two fourth-rank array formations they had set up to attack White Cloud City.
During the latter half of the day, Wood Hidden Flood Dragon, who was in the Pseudo Nascent Soul Realm and excelled in divine abilities, joined forces with Wind Origin Flood Dragon, who wielded a superior-grade Spirit Treasure Prototype, to besiege White Cloud City.
As a result, White Cloud City's Quasi Fourth Rank City Protection Array Formation, the White Shadow Slanting Cloud Array, suffered fierce attacks every day.
The spiritual light flickering across the formation consequently dimmed somewhat.
Panic also began to spread throughout White Cloud City, and many worried that they might not survive this crisis.
It was at noon on this day, while White Cloud City was under attack from the two fourth-rank grand formations set up by Tu Qian Flood Dragon.
Ling Pengyun, who had vanished for several days, finally appeared atop White Cloud City's walls once more.
His appearance was like a sea-stabilizing divine needle, putting every cultivator in White Cloud City at ease.
After several days, Ling Pengyun had finally restored all of his spiritual