Active Attack

On the city walls, Fifth Turn Experts had gathered together.

Elder Zheng, the patriarchs of several great clans, the commanders of the defending army, the monks of Lotus Chan Monastery, and the disciples of Three Origins Sect—all eyes were fixed on the vast, dark Demon Race encampment beyond the city.

The Demonic Beasts outside the city had already formed their ranks. The formations of low-ranking beasts at the front remained dense, yet the leading Yakshas clearly had no idea what had happened.

They did not know that Wu Zheng was dead, that Ao Rui was dead, or that the Cangwu Old Ancestor had transformed into a dragon.

They were still following the orders Wu Zheng had left behind, using low-ranking Demonic Beasts to wear down the city's formations and manpower.

In the morning light, those Yakshas stood swaggeringly atop the rear formation, their blood-red eyes fixed on the city walls as they calculated how much formation energy they could grind away today.

On the city walls, everyone remained silent.

"Everyone." Elder Zheng spoke, his voice hoarse yet steady. "In today's battle, we advance and never retreat."

"The Yakshas outside the city still do not know that the Cangwu Old Ancestor has transformed into a dragon, nor do they know that Wu Zheng, whom they sent to deliver the message, is already dead.

"Before they can react, we must wipe them out as quickly as possible."

Without warning, the formation Light Screen vanished.

The Demonic Beasts outside the city were attacking the walls as usual.

The once-sturdy formation barrier disappeared without a trace. Some Demonic Beasts that had climbed halfway up the walls fell directly down, smashing onto the ground in a daze.

They froze for a moment, then let out ecstatic roars. The formation was broken!

The Human Race could