"Thud, thud."
The earth trembled faintly, the shaking growing steadily stronger, as though the heavens would collapse and the whole world would split apart.
As far as the eye could see, countless demon beasts of every kind charged in from all directions.
"Rumble!"
Amid the trembling earth, a cultivator's keen eyesight could clearly distinguish the demon beasts within the clouds of dust.
At a glance, thousands upon thousands of demon beasts converged into torrents of flesh and blood, sweeping toward Bright Moon Immortal City from every direction.
It was as though they would engulf the city in the very next instant!
"Clack, clack."
At this sight, many low-level cultivators' teeth chattered, and their bodies trembled slightly.
Stationed on the frontline, they were battle-hardened "elites," yet the sight of ten thousand beasts stampeding still made them feel utterly small and helpless.
Before the surging beast tide, even Golden Core True Persons amounted to nothing.
Could Bright Moon Immortal City really hold?!
A battle-hardened cultivator from a small sect, at the Foundation Establishment middle stage and assigned to defend Bright Moon Immortal City, could not help harboring doubts.
Through his spiritual perception, he sensed powerful auras everywhere outside the city. Second- and third-tier demon beasts abounded, leaving no gaps whatsoever.
Under these circumstances, once the city fell, low-level cultivators would have almost no chance of survival!
Although Bright Moon Immortal City had more than ten thousand resident cultivators, that number was utterly insignificant compared with the demon beasts surrounding it. The beasts outnumbered them several times over, at the very least!
Despite their preparations, despite the fellow cultivators beside them already standing ready for battle, many still could not help questioning their chances in the face of such a vast disparity in strength.
During wartime, Bright Moon City's City-Guarding Grand Formation remained