True Dragon Prince led his army in an assault on South Mountain Mine.
Under his command, three thousand demon soldiers charged fiercely.
He himself stood outside with his personal guards. The silver spear in his hand rose into the sky, transforming into a streak of silver radiance that smashed toward South Mountain Mine.
A formation had long since risen within South Mountain Mine, where the demon Dao soldiers of Spirit Beast City had laid out a battle formation.
The leading general of the Spirit Consciousness Realm unleashed terrifying might through the battle formation.
His body fused with countless streams of vital essence, becoming the enormous, illusory image of a ferocious tiger.
Wielding its claws, it struck at the silver spear descending from the sky.
The two armies below were already clashing. The demon soldiers of South Mountain Mine had to maintain the battle formation while fending off the attack, and they swiftly fell into a disadvantage.
The ferocious tiger in the sky launched attacks downward from time to time, but under True Dragon Prince's control, the silver divine spear was like a swimming dragon.
It continually blocked the tiger's attacks, deflecting all its power.
South Mountain Mine's army had fallen into crisis.
At the same time, Qilin Prince had already fixed his gaze on the battlefield, a faint smile on his face.
"True Dragon Prince has taken the bait. Charge!"
As his words fell, the army swiftly moved, swinging around to encircle True Dragon Prince's forces from behind.
At this moment, a demon in Qilin Prince's army was exerting itself to cast a spell. A faint, dense fog shrouded them, erasing all sound.
In barely half a quarter-hour, True Dragon Prince's retreat had already been cut off by a blanket of Mist.
True Dragon Prince had long since noticed the