The bleak, cold wind still howled. Even with the leaping Vermilion Bird carrying terrifying heavenly fire as it circled ceaselessly before Soul-Repelling City, everyone still felt a bone-deep chill.
One thunder palace after another emerged high in the sky, with countless thunder spirits appearing before them.
Every so often, a bolt of thunder exploded like a collapsing mountain, resounding through heaven and earth.
Ye Qingfeng had also landed atop the city, with clan elders such as Ye Haifei and Ye Haiyu behind her.
At this moment, the top of the city wall seemed somewhat crowded. Quite a few cultivators who had only just entered the city had gone straight up onto the ramparts as well.
"Fairy Crimson Phoenix, why don't our two clans join forces and advance together?" Duan Jinyu had also come before Ye Qingfeng.
His eyes were filled with worry, and he had lost much of his earlier composure.
Compared with the other cultivators, Duan Jinyu had clearly received more information. He also knew that this attack by the Jade Soul Race was unlike any in the past ten thousand years.
Instead, it was similar to the battle ten thousand years ago.
One had to know that in that battle, nearly twenty Integration Sacred Lords had died, while now there were not even ten Integration Sacred Lords atop Soul-Repelling City.
So even though he now spoke of joining forces, it was only to seek a sliver of comfort, while at the same time he truly did want to protect Ye Qingfeng a little.
"Naturally, that is no problem, but we still have to do our utmost to hold the city!" Ye Qingfeng nodded. She did not refuse.
Even though at this moment she was insignificant, unable to stand out even among the many Spirit Transformation cultivators.
But she