Boulders howled through the air in an unbroken stream. Every breath, hundreds of thousands came hurtling overhead.
At this stage of the Battle of Bi and Shen, the Human Race faced its greatest test.
After getting a clear grasp of the situation, Fang Yun finally acted. Two True Dragon Ancient Swords hovered above the Pearl River Army, becoming its guardian deities.
In Fang Yun's eyes, the two True Dragon Ancient Swords blazed with golden light like twin suns. But to everyone else, they looked like two mighty Pearl Rivers, their watery radiance surging.
Repeated collisions with boulders would inevitably damage a Lip Spear and Tongue Sword, requiring it to be returned to the literary guts for nurturing. But a layer of dragon scales encased the True Dragon Ancient Swords, providing powerful protection and resilience that reduced damage to a minimum. When the time came, he would only need to hone them with a Demon King dragon's horns, allowing them to absorb the power within and recover swiftly.
Whenever a boulder was about to strike a soldier of the Pearl River Army, a True Dragon Ancient Sword would immediately fly over and slash down. Its tremendous power instantly shattered the boulder, more than ten feet tall, into scattered pebbles that could hurt no one.
Gradually, every soldier and officer in the Pearl River Army realized that even the Qishan Army, with its many Grand Academicians, had men crushed to death, yet their own soldiers suffered injuries at worst. Whenever someone was about to be killed by a boulder, the Pearl River Marquis invariably saved him.
Thus, a strange sight appeared within the Pearl River Army on the Boundary Mountain City Wall, where overall morale had slumped. Rather than falling, the soldiers' morale slowly rose. They had completely escaped the shadow of