On Ironwood Island, Han Benyong, Han Changying, and Han Changwu hovered high in the air, their brows tightly furrowed and their expressions exceptionally grim.
Over a thousand demon beasts were frantically besieging Ironwood Island. Seven Golden Core half-demons led them, along with more than fifty third-rank demon beasts and demon birds combined.
More than a dozen human cultivators lay on the ground. When the Demon Race counterattacked, they had actually tried to open the formation and let the Demon Race in. Fortunately, Han Changwu had kept an extra precaution up her sleeve. Otherwise, without the formation's protection, they would have died without a doubt.
"So many demon beasts! We can't hold Ironwood Island."
Han Changying spoke with a frown, her beautiful eyes full of worry.
"I reckon the other islands are in much the same situation. If we retreat, it'll only increase Golden Toad Island's burden. We have formations—we can use them to hold out for a while! We can't just retreat at once, can we?"
Han Changwu's gaze was grave. Dense flashes of spell light struck the island-protecting formation, producing a series of muffled crackles. The entire island trembled along with them.
Han Benyong had no objections. He had often hunted demon beasts over the years and possessed abundant combat experience.
"There are too many demon beasts. Let a batch of them in first and wipe them out. That'll ease the pressure on us."
Han Changying suggested this because when demon beasts gathered together, they were difficult to kill.
Han Changwu nodded, took out a yellow-glowing formation plate, and cast several incantation gestures into it.
Han Changying and Han Benyong did the same, each casting an incantation gesture into a yellow Formation Disk.
The island-protecting formation immediately lit up with dazzling yellow light. Ripples suddenly spread across it, opening