The Demon-Devil allied army had no idea Far-Reaching City had long been prepared. At first, they swept through like bamboo breaking, quickly reaching the city walls.
But the next moment, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. The scholars and various factions that had lain in ambush for so long suddenly launched their attack.
Caught off guard, the Demon-Devil allied army paid a grievous price and retreated from the walls.
The Demon Race continued its assault, but the Devil Sect had always been selfish and self-serving. Many Devil Sect disciples hesitated, forcing them to halt the siege.
The Devil Sect disciples looked at the radiant phantoms of Battle Poems above the western wall, fear rising in their hearts.
Devil Sect poisons restrained countless cultivators, but they had little effect on Literary Cultivators alone. Not only could Literary Cultivators easily dispel Devilish Poison after being afflicted, many poisons could not even approach them.
Now, every Literary Cultivator stood fully alert. Artifact and Battle Poem power reflected one another, while invisible Righteous Qi rolled and trembled across the battlements, scattering every Devilish Poison the instant it touched them.
The Devil Sect disciples could only stare at the vast ocean and sigh, forced to wait for the outcome of the Demon Race's attack.
The Demon Race had great numbers and formidable strength, but Far-Reaching City was no ordinary county town. Factions stood everywhere, Martial Cultivators were numerous, and there were even great numbers of Literary Cultivators.
Working together, they were not much weaker than the River Guard Army in small-scale battles.
In only half an hour, the Demon Race suffered devastating losses.
"Zhang Moyai, hand over Li Qingxian, and this king will withdraw at once!" Tree-Horn King roared.
No one in the city responded.
Tree-Horn King asked three times, but Zhang