And at that moment...
Above the Demon Race Holy City, the immense Black Dragon Marshal circled through the sky, blotting out the sun. Countless Giant Dragons thirty thousand meters long roared and howled overhead, their overwhelming presence stirring boundless astral winds...
The Demon Race Holy City was now wrapped in layer upon layer of white mist. Earth-shaking dragon roars, the screams and furious cries of demon warriors, countless muffled explosions, and the piercing clash of weapons erupted wildly from within...
Clearly...
The Demon Race Holy City had been painstakingly developed by demon cultivators for countless years and had no shortage of means to deal with enemies. Now that destruction hung over it, they naturally had to activate those defenses...
A day earlier, the Dragon Race had suddenly attacked in force. Giant Dragons swept in, blotting out the sun. Even the demon Immortal Cultivators were terrified at the sight, let alone the ordinary demon residents. How could they not know that the Dragon Race had come to wipe them out...?
Only fighting to the death offered any hope of survival. They were all the more certain that Black Dragon had been the hidden hand behind the Nine-Tailed Three-Eyed Fox's death, and naturally resisted with all their strength...
The outer walls of the Demon Race Holy City had already been smashed beyond recognition. Most of its streets and buildings lay in ruins, and the corpses of countless demon warriors and residents were scattered everywhere. Occasionally, one or two enormous corpses of Giant Dragons thirty thousand meters long could also be seen, riddled with weapons and bloody wounds. But by comparison, the Demon Race's casualties were truly staggering...
Now...
Most of the Demon Race's cultivators and warriors had gathered around their Octagonal Pyramid, desperately resisting the Dragon Race...
At the center of the