This charge was different from the last one, because the distance was too short.
A mere dozen or so miles, coupled with the sheer number and density of the charging demon soldiers— even Wang Wu was swept along as if caught in the tide, soaring through the clouds as he rushed forward.
Throughout the process, they did not even come under any attack.
Clearly, this was because those two great mountains General Ape Duke had conjured had tied down the Human side's high-end combatants.
Masses of sword light coiled around the two mountains, weakening and suppressing them as much as possible. As a result, they had no spare hands to slaughter ordinary demon soldiers.
This was an excellent opportunity.
As long as they destroyed the grand formation, the Human cultivators would have nowhere to stand in the wilderness.
That was the meaning of this battle.
"Rumble!"
A city wall twenty or thirty miles long suddenly collapsed. Amid the ruins and dust, a Great Black Ox at least a thousand meters tall—its length unknown, but its entire body already comparable to a mountain—charged out.
"Victory to the Black Mountain King!"
"Victory!"
Thunderous cries shook heaven and earth.
Good grief, was this Old Ox's father, the Black Mountain King?
He was absurdly strong!
Wang Wu was utterly shocked. He felt this fellow was at least third rank.
"Moo!"
The Great Black Ox let out a strange bellow, its four hooves flying. Pressing his advantage without mercy, he charged along the collapsed wall once more, gathering his strength and smashing down another dozen or so miles of it in one breath.
This was no ordinary city wall. It was a composite grand formation built by the Humans with black iron, giant timber, and massive stone as its foundation, supplemented by formations, mechanisms, secret