Night,
inside Wu Family Market,
the endless blaze lit up half the sky,
as plumes of thick smoke billowed upward,
the crumbling city walls, the houses collapsing one after another, the buildings reduced to ash by the flames—
the prosperity of just days ago had vanished without a trace.
In its place
was a bloody, chaotic battlefield!
On every street and in every alley,
corpses sprawled in pools of blood.
"Kill! Charge!"
"Hahaha, I'm going to make a fortune!"
"Bastard, I'll kill you!"
Shouts of slaughter rose and fell all around them, mingling with the thunderous crashes of colliding spell-light.
The vicious rogue cultivators darted back and forth under the moonlight, looting everywhere they went.
The great merchants in the market could only bolt their doors, activate their formations, and let the outlaws outside run rampant.
The battle had erupted too quickly!
Only moments before, Wu Family Market's streets had been brightly lit beneath the night sky, bustling with people and thriving with activity.
Then, without warning, it was attacked by a group of more than twenty late-stage Qi Induction Realm cultivators,
with dozens, even hundreds, of formidable rogue cultivators following in their wake.
In just a dozen or so breaths,
the city walls were breached,
and the outer defenses were overwhelmed.
The rogue cultivators surged in, unleashing a bloody storm!
In the chaos,
there had been no time to organize a defense before the defenders were routed and scattered.
The stewards of the various merchant houses, who had been holding their ground at their bases,
could only gather their people and retreat behind their defenses, while continuously reinforcing the protective formations around them.
Many turned their eyes toward the Wu Clan.
They hoped the Wu Clan would react quickly and drive the attackers off.
At the same time,
some