The cultivators of the Talismans and Arrays Sect wore robes of various colors, wielded magical artifacts, and stood atop the city walls, fighting with all their might against these invaders from the abyss.
The light of their spells intertwined into a net, attempting to halt the advance of those anomalous creatures.
But before this tide-like offensive, their resistance seemed so frail and powerless.
The threat of the Wraith Shadows had not faded. Even though Xu Qing gave it everything he had, the city was simply too vast.
He could not possibly cover it all.
Even cultivators of profound cultivation found themselves overwhelmed in such a battle, their faces filled with exhaustion and despair.
As the Wraith Shadows ran rampant and the army of anomalous creatures pressed in, the walls of One City finally could no longer bear the ceaseless assault and came crashing down.
Dust and shattered stones scattered in every direction, as though heaven and earth were collapsing.
Mutated creatures flooded into the city like a tide. The entirety of One City had fallen.
Xu Qing stood atop the city walls, watching the scene as a trace of resolve flashed through his eyes.
He knew full well that continuing to hold the line was meaningless. Only by retreating and preserving their strength could they make plans for what came next.
"Elder Zhao! Where are the Talismans and Arrays Sect's Immortal Ascension Realm cultivators? Doesn't One City have any?"
Seeing that One City was beyond saving, Xu Qing frowned and looked at Zhao Qi as he asked.
Yet Zhao Qi stared blankly as the city before him was swallowed in an instant. His eyes were red, and his lips trembled.
He was completely stunned.
Xu Qing sighed softly and looked toward a Talismans and Arrays Sect cultivator beside him who