The Forbidden-Breaking Pearl's effect faded, and part of the Nine-Gate Heavenly Demon Formation's power recovered. The pale red barrier shone a little brighter.
Rumble!
Treasures and divine abilities continued to strike the pale red dome, and the formation still trembled slightly.
But the ripples across the pale red dome were far smaller than before, nowhere near the desired effect.
At this rate, breaking the formation and storming the city in a short time was almost impossible.
Realizing this, Guo Poyun, Zhuo Mengzhen, and the others also turned grim, their faces dark as still water.
Meanwhile, the other cultivators attacking the formation reacted the same way.
This formation stands as immovable as a mountain. Can we really break it before the demon cultivators' reinforcements arrive?
At that thought, despair began to rise in many cultivators' hearts.
They continued attacking in silence, not uttering a word. The atmosphere was oppressively heavy.
This really is troublesome.
Am I really going to have to start living a life of hiding and skulking?
Liu Yu's expression darkened as the thought flashed through his mind.
Just as he was about to call Zhuo Mengzhen, Guo Poyun, and the others over and continue toward the next formation node, several successive tolls of a bell suddenly reached him.
Dong, dong, dong!
Several resonant bell tolls suddenly cut through the unceasing roar of treasures and spells, making many of the attacking cultivators pause.
According to their prior agreement, these bell tolls meant only one thing-the signal to withdraw.
Of the roughly one hundred and sixty Golden Core cultivators, nearly a third were trusted followers of the Zhang Household or closely associated with it.
Upon hearing the bell, more than forty cultivators immediately stopped what they were doing and turned into streaks of escape light, returning toward the three spirit