Three days passed in the blink of an eye. At dawn, golden morning light faintly emerged, while mist still hung around the surrounding mountains.
On the beacon tower, beneath the purple qi, the Golden Sun Flame burned even more fiercely. From time to time it transformed into a golden fire dragon, soaring into the sky and drawing up countless wisps of mist in steaming clouds, hissing without end, as if the spiritual flame had come alive.
On the city walls, because the formation's spiritual patterns had already been fully carved, every brick and stone was covered in formation marks.
Set off by the beacon tower and the dawn together, they likewise gleamed with golden light, a magnificent sight beyond compare.
Above the city, unlike the usual days when only Golden Core cultivators were present, Governor Liu had, in a rare move, descended onto the city today.
Behind him, True Lord Liuyuan, True Lord Liuyun, Prefecture Lord Lu, and the other prefecture lords had also landed here.
"We can't keep letting the demonic cultivators flaunt their might. How are the men you prepared?" Governor Liu gazed toward the south, looked deeply at the still somewhat dark horizon, then turned and asked.
"They're all ready," True Lord Liuyuan and the others nodded one after another.
"Governor, what about the Heavenly Sand Sect and Xuan Puppet Sect?" Seeing that True Lord Liuyuan was also asking, True Lord Liuyun swept his gaze around and spoke as well.
He had discovered that there were especially few cultivators from the Heavenly Sand Sect, the Jiang Family, and the Xuan Puppet Sect around them.
And resisting Southern Wasteland Province was the duty of every cultivator.
"They're already on the road to assault and plunder, that's all. They're merely more willing to take risks than you," Governor Liu