"Aaaah!"
Not far from Liu Yu, many cultivators threw back their heads and howled, giving free rein to the emotions bottled up inside them.
It seemed that only this could ease, however slightly, the sense of danger that death might strike at any moment.
Though afraid, they still charged resolutely toward the distant formation for the sake of freedom.
For now, this truly was the only road to freedom.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Streaks of escape light tore across the sky, rapidly approaching Lingwu City. They were about to enter the pale red mist.
To destroy the formation nodes, they had to get within a certain distance before they could take their next step.
At that moment, the demon race also reacted.
"Roar! Roar!"
Accompanied by imposing beast roars, attacks from demon cultivators and demon beasts tore through the sky to intercept the rapidly approaching cultivators.
Deadly venom and poisonous mist, fireballs of every shape, incomparably sharp golden rays and golden needles...
In the blink of an eye, innate spells and divine abilities rose within the pale red protective shield, raining down in dense swarms upon the incoming cultivators.
At a rough count, given the number of low-tier demon beasts in Lingwu City, there were at least two or three thousand spells and divine abilities. Most were innate spells from low-tier demon beasts, while a small portion were innate divine abilities from third-tier demon cultivators.
There were even a few treasures scattered among them.
Although the sudden attack had cost the demon race many demon cultivators, and their lack of preparation meant there were fewer third-tier demon cultivators in the city than Golden Core cultivators.
With such a large base number, however, it was only natural that some demon cultivators would habitually use treasures.
Bang, bang, bang!
The vast majority of the