For anyone else, this would have been deadly. But Master Tang was no ordinary man. Protected by the Heavy Python force field and his Treasured Artifacts, he fought as he retreated, withdrawing deeper into the forest.
Yet more and more flayed figures appeared. Before long, they threatened to block Tang Changsheng's path both ahead and behind.
Even Tang Changsheng's expression turned grave. If it came down to it, he would have to use his last resort!
The White Jade Alchemy Furnace revolved slowly, ready to be unleashed at any moment. Even now, using it was a strain for Tang Changsheng. He would have the strength for only one strike, and afterward he would likely be spent... Unless he had absolutely no choice, he did not intend to use it.
Just as Tang Changsheng found himself at a loss, the situation took another turn.
An army burst from the forest on the right, at least three to five thousand strong. Its disorderly formation made it look even larger.
The force charged straight toward the battlefield beneath the towering peak.
"No! I didn't expect reinforcements for the Black Rock People to arrive so quickly!"
Resistance at the Black Rock Sacred Stockade was growing weaker, but it had not yet ceased. And now reinforcements had arrived.
This was a force that could change the course of the battle. Even Shao Jun, the Marshal, had personally joined the assault on the Black Rock Sacred Stockade.
They had staked everything on this attack. With enemy reinforcements arriving, they had no choice but to fight for their lives!
Wizard Aman could no longer spare any thought for pursuing Tang Changsheng. The Flayed Blood Slaves hurried back, and the Pan Tribe camp sprang into motion. Every last soldier held in reserve charged out to intercept the reinforcements.