Willow Leaf Holy Manor's grand formation, capable of blocking Saint Martial Stage attacks, had actually shattered!
In an instant, the faith and fighting spirit of Willow Leaf Holy Manor's people crashed away again. Liu Shizeng cried out in utter frenzy, "Impossible! There's still a full half hour left—what are we supposed to use to stall them? We simply can't hold them back."
That was right. By the time the Willow Leaf Grand Formation shattered, an hour and a half had already passed...
There was still a whole half hour before Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce's powerful reinforcements could arrive.
For the people of Willow Leaf City, every breath now felt endlessly, agonizingly long. That half hour seemed as terrifying as a year, or even ten years...
Sikong Jing was likewise covered in blood from head to toe. He did not know whether it was his own or his enemies'.
But he knew that with the Willow Leaf Grand Formation broken, this battle had reached its most critical moment once more.
The people of Willow Leaf Holy Manor had once again had their will shattered by the Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall. He had to restore their fighting spirit, so Sikong Jing suddenly shot into the air and roared, "Even if we can't hold them back, we must hold them back! If we don't, we die!"
His voice swept across the entire battlefield. Then Sikong Jing's gaze sharpened as he bellowed, "Split Armor, come!"
Roar...
The moment his words fell, the Armor-Splitting Flying Scorpion abruptly tore through the weakest point among the Qianyuan Holy Demon Army's forces and appeared fiercely beneath Sikong Jing's feet.
Then Sikong Jing thundered, "Rider and beast as one—take command of the soldiers throughout the city!"
As his words rang out, he controlled the Armor-Splitting Flying Scorpion's demon