Three days passed in the blink of an eye. At dawn, golden morning light began to spill forth, while mist still hung thick around the surrounding mountains.
Upon the Beacon Tower, the Golden Sun Flame burned even more fiercely beneath the purple aura. At times, it transformed into a golden fire dragon and soared into the sky, causing countless wisps of mist to steam away as it let out unceasing roars, as though the spirit flame had come alive.
On the City Wall, the formation Spirit Patterns had already been fully inscribed, and formation markings covered every brick and stone.
Under the twin illumination of the Beacon Tower and the morning light, it too gleamed with golden radiance, a magnificent sight to behold.
Unlike usual, when only Golden Core cultivators stood atop the city, Prefecture Lord Liu had exceptionally descended onto the city walls today.
Behind him, True Monarch Liu Yuan, Flowing Cloud True Monarch, Prefect Lu, and the other prefects had also arrived.
"It won't do to keep letting those demonic cultivators strut their might. How are your preparations?" Prefecture Lord Liu gazed southward, taking a deep look at the still-dark skyline before turning to ask.
"Everything is prepared." True Monarch Liu Yuan and the others nodded in succession.
"Prefecture Lord, what about the Sky Sand Sect and the Mystic Puppet Sect?" Seeing True Monarch Liu Yuan ask, Flowing Cloud True Monarch swept his gaze around before speaking as well.
He had noticed that there were especially few cultivators from the Sky Sand Sect, the Jiang Family, and the Mystic Puppet Sect nearby.
Yet defending against Southern Wilderness State was the duty of every cultivator.
"They are already on the road to attack and plunder. They are simply more willing than you to take risks," Prefecture Lord Liu replied