As the many Demon Kings atop the mountain were wracked with anxiety, a streak of light suddenly flew in from the east of True Sun Mountain. Judging by its speed, it had already far surpassed that of an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator.
Seeing that a Nascent Soul Cultivator had finally arrived, the Demon Kings naturally assumed their own Nascent Soul Old Ancestor, the Golden Horn Demon Emperor, had come to reinforce them. Their worry turned to joy, and excitement showed on their faces.
Although the invading Human Race Cultivators outnumbered the Demon Race side and surpassed them in the overall strength of their high-tier cultivators,
the Demon Mist Great Formation atop the mountain was still intact. So long as the Nascent Soul expert Golden Horn Demon Emperor held the fort, even if the Human Race Cultivators outside had greater numbers, they would find it difficult to breach True Sun Mountain.
At the same time the Demon Race Cultivators within the mountaintop spotted the incoming streak of light, the Human Race Cultivators had likewise long noticed the anomaly in the distance. Surprise appeared on their faces.
Song Qingming had taken the initiative to bear the task of stopping the Golden Horn Demon Emperor. This had long been discussed by everyone, and the many Golden Core Cultivators present naturally all knew of it.
Yet the battle at True Sun Mountain had only begun less than a day ago.
By all reason, Song Qingming should still have been blocking the Golden Horn Demon Emperor to the east. It was unlikely that he would suddenly appear here.
The streak of light racing over at full speed clearly belonged to a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Unable to make sense of who had come, everyone stopped attacking and turned their eyes toward the newcomer.
At this moment,