The Orthodox Cultivators, seeing that the battle line had stabilized, began reining in the Yin Spirits they had brought forth.
By now, everyone understood: this battle against the enclosing wall would definitely be a long, drawn-out struggle.
It was not a war in which momentary gains and losses mattered at all.
Now that they had gained a firm foothold, they only needed to advance steadily from here on.
Wang Quan had anticipated this as well, so he paid it no mind.
He did not really care about any of this anyway. After all, the Lower Court had now almost entirely become a safe zone.
The more Evil there was within the enclosing wall, the happier he was.
Because he could act without restraint and accumulate yin virtue whenever he wished.
But compared with the cultivators, the Evil beings within the enclosing wall were not having an easy time.
A full month of fighting had cost them many Evil beings.
Although large numbers of Evil beings still crawled out from the eaves and corners of buildings, from sewers, and from the earth.
These Evil beings, however, were either old creatures that had slept for a long time, who needed to eat flesh and blood after awakening to regain their ferocity; otherwise, they had no fighting spirit.
Some other Evil beings had come from elsewhere to reinforce them.
As reinforcements, they demanded fresh meat and fresh blood as soon as they arrived. Even when going off to die, they were fussy and choosy, insisting on getting themselves into perfect condition before they would agree to die.
This left the local Evil beings quite dissatisfied.
They went to the city lord's residence to plead with the city lord.
But the city lord had long since been killed by the uncanny idol.
And the