A You, A Li, and several powerful demon foxes from Green Hills had also come with Jiu Yuan.
"Fellow Daoist Lou, we've come to help you too!"
Hundreds of figures suddenly streaked through the sky.
They were the low-level cultivators from Zhongze City whom Nan Lou had overlooked.
After learning that the gathering in Zhongze City had been nothing but a conspiracy, those cultivators had not cowered before the Great Demons. Instead, they had spread the news and led the cultivators who answered their call to reinforce Red River City.
Though they rarely said so, deep down, all of them admired Lou Yunxiao and Bai Wanru immensely.
They knew full well that facing the Great Demons with their strength meant certain death.
But what was the point of living so long without something to believe in?
Rather than scrape by in fear, they would take their chances. Killing a few more demons would make it worthwhile.
Their arrival was like sparks lighting up the long night.
It brought Lou Yunxiao back to his senses.
His wild eyes gradually cleared. He reached out and grasped the Buddha Lotus Lamp at Bai Wanru's waist, as though seeking the courage to stand again.
After a long while, he finally spoke. "Mother, can you see this? You were never wrong to hold on to your beliefs."
Jiu Yuan landed, and his heart ached at the sight of Ning Ke covered in wounds.
He wanted to scold Lou Yunxiao for failing to keep his word, but the sight of him made Jiu Yuan swallow his rebuke.
He took Ning Ke's hand and poured demonic power steadily into his body.
As he repaired Ning Ke's inner core and injuries, he spoke.
"You brat, why didn't you blow the Bone Whistle?"
When the Great Demons attacked the