Ten Thousand Dragons Heavenly Waterfall

The instant the figure appeared, irregular golden patterns began spreading across the heavens with him at their center, layer upon layer. The few clouds drifting overhead scattered like blown sand.

A closer look revealed that every one of those patterns was covered in scales, as though countless lifelike colossal dragons were soaring through the sky. At this moment, the protective canopy over the prefecture city appeared as thin as rice paper.

Gazing up at such a heavenly spectacle, most of the soldiers within the city could do nothing but stare blankly.

Too many upheavals had occurred that day—so many that they had already surpassed the limits of what they could accept.

The upper ranks of the loyalist and neutral factions tried their utmost to maintain order in the army, but morale continued to unravel bit by bit.

The instant Xu Yuan saw the White Emperor appear, he immediately understood the sects' purpose in doing this and inferred the current situation within the city.

No matter how much of a stat monster the White Emperor was, he could not possibly punch through the City Defense Array in a single blow. What the other party had come to break through was the army's morale within the city!

Due to cultivation restrictions, every soldier in Great Yan's armies had undergone layer upon layer of selection. The vast majority had long since cast life and death aside the moment they enlisted.

The Western Pacification Army was naturally no exception.

But soldiers not fearing death did not mean they would not panic in a hopeless situation, much less that they would fearlessly throw their lives away.

They dared to fight demon beasts several times, even dozens of times, their own size, but in the current situation, they did not even know where they were supposed