The Eastern Emperor Hall's Divine Generals Attack-The City Refuses to Surrender!

On the main warship, a Divine General who was exceptionally tall and gaunt, with the words "Asura" carved into his mask, seemed to have grown tired of these probing attacks.

He took a step forward. Saint King power erupted from him, transforming into a massive black hand that covered the sky and slammed down toward the Light Screen protecting the city!

"Rumble!!!"

This impact was more terrifying than any of the previous ones!

The entire Light Screen buckled downward by several yards, its glow dimming considerably in an instant.

The residents on the city walls were sent staggering by the terrifying shockwave. Many elderly people and children vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

"Ha ha ha! You bunch of ants think you can hide in that turtle shell?"

The Asura Divine General let out a piercing, maniacal laugh. He seemed to relish watching his prey struggle in despair.

He didn't simply destroy the Light Screen with a single blow. Instead, he controlled the massive hand and slammed it down again and again.

Each blow made the city shudder violently.

Each tremor worsened the casualties among the residents.

Houses collapsed, streets cracked, and cries and wails rang out all around.

Despair spread through everyone's heart like a plague.

Just as the entire city sank into a deathly silence of despair, an elderly man with white hair, leaning on a cane, trembled as he stepped out from the crowd.

"Don't be afraid, everyone!"

The old man's voice was quiet, even a little hoarse, but in the deathly silence, it rang out with striking clarity.

"The City Lord and the other lords aren't here, but we still are! The blood of the Supreme Dao Field still flows through our veins!"

He was the oldest person in the city. Long ago, he had