Dragon Eye Divine Art

Drip—

A drop of water landing in his palm pulled Xu Yuan's thoughts back from the ghost city below. Looking up, he could not help but freeze.

At some point, the shadowy insect tide that had blanketed the solidified heavenly curtain, unable to enter the city, had vanished. In its place came a rainstorm.

The rain fell in a riot of colors, carrying a bleak chill. The reconstructed heavenly curtain of the ghost city had crushed the insect tide, turning it into an endless rain of blood that poured into the city.

Buzz—

With a casual gesture, Xu Yuan raised a canopy over Li Junwu and himself, blocking the bloody rain. Half-squinting, he stared toward where the Insect Saint was hiding and murmured with a smile, "Sacrificing your own people for the sake of your offspring—this is hardly the conduct of a qualified king. Though, it seems your whole family has been this sort from beginning to end."

Beside him, Li Junwu stared solemnly at the tide of bloody rain falling from the sky and said, "Changtian, this rain seems to have corrosive and burning properties. We can't let it reach the ground."

Nearly all the civilians in the city were ordinary mortals, and most of the shelters provided by the great clans lacked the protection of array inscriptions. Even if the insect demon blood rain's corrosiveness was weak, once it touched down, ninety percent of the living things below would be wiped out.

Glancing back at the armored woman beside him, Xu Yuan said softly, "I noticed. We can't do anything about Mu Xingyi using the insect demon race as sacrifices for his offspring's awakening, but wanting to drag the entirety of Western Pacification Prefecture City down into the grave with it is indeed overstepping."

Li Junwu frowned slightly