Liuyun Sect's shattered mountain gate stood beneath the night. The light of the mountain-protecting grand formation was as dim as a dying candle in the wind, barely covering the core area.
The Deputy Sect Leader stared at the dark forest in the distance, where a heart-pounding rumble, like muffled thunder, rolled ever closer, accompanied by the hungry, savage roars of countless mixed-together demonic beasts.
Wang Chongshan's heart sank straight to the bottom.
He had long since secretly packed his belongings and even arranged an escape route. He had only been waiting for the right moment to flee far away with his confidants.
If Cao Changjing had not sworn that his remarkable friend would soon bring powerful reinforcements, he would already have been a hundred li away by now!
He looked at the reinforcements beside him, who had been temporarily assigned by Cao Changjing to the defensive ranks and had come from Li Xuanxiao's Flying Ship fleet.
Most of them wore arrogant expressions and had vicious eyes, carrying the Killing Intent unique to the Nine Regions, as though they had just crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The Deputy Sect Leader suppressed his urge to flee and placed his final hope on this seemingly ferocious force.
"Everyone! The demon tide is upon us! Hold the mountain gate, and there is a way to live!"
The battle erupted in an instant!
Countless grotesque demonic beasts of all shapes and sizes surged out from the forests and ravines on every side like a black flood bursting through a collapsed dam!
Their scarlet demon eyes joined into a sea of blood in the darkness. Sharp claws and fangs gleamed coldly, while a rank stench instantly filled the entire battlefield.
The ground shook violently beneath the trampling of countless beast hooves.