The evil attic was ferocious. Its windows and doors opened, pouring out billowing black smoke.
But Beitang Xue and the others were no pushovers either.
Although the safe buildings they had built in the interior were nowhere near as sturdy as those in the Polar Lands, they had the advantage of numbers.
Tens of thousands of fragile safe buildings linked together, standing firm against the evil attic.
Bathed in the light, the evil attic seethed unbearably.
It growled, lifted the roof tiles above its head, and released still more billowing black smoke, baring its fangs and claws as it fought back fiercely.
Many evil beings emerged from the black smoke, attacking those safe buildings.
Beitang Xue and the others unleashed their Magic Treasures, bombarding the attic relentlessly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Under the repeated bombardment, the attic teetered on the verge of collapse.
Wang Quan said gravely, "Everyone, recite the People-Crossing Scripture with all your strength and wear away the power of its true body."
The cultivators all began to chant:
Bili bili!
Jili gulu!
Tens of thousands of Golden Core cultivators and over a million Dao Seal Cultivators recited the People-Crossing Scripture with all their strength.
A single burst of the People-Crossing Scripture's power could only permanently erase a tiny, insignificant fraction of their strength.
But at this moment, with tens of thousands of safe zones suppressing them and all kinds of Magic Treasures bombarding them in support, the evil beings were driven steadily back.
While reciting the [Self-Crossing Scripture], Wang Quan also landed on a door panel and began inscribing Daoist Scriptures.
Characters of Dao Script landed on the door panel one after another, sizzling and releasing black smoke.
As he wrote at the front, an evil being poked its head out behind him, glanced around, then grabbed a