Demon-Suppressing Pass.
The torrent of flying swords on the main battlefield had not stopped for a moment.
Yet on the southeastern battlefield to one side.
A vast stretch now stood empty, and the Flying Sword Towers originally responsible for the southeast had all turned elsewhere.
Nor did any cultivators on the entire southeastern battlefield dart out of the city to break formations and kill the enemy.
Only a scattered handful of cultivators atop the walls were still fighting back.
But soon, even this resistance stopped.
Some of the Demon Army seemed to have discovered this opening.
A small portion of the Demon Army broke away from the main battlefield and surged toward this one.
The Demon Sage commanding the battlefield at that moment was Guiche. His Divine Sense shifted toward the southeastern battlefield.
Oh?
"What are the people at Demon-Suppressing Pass playing at? Are they planning to abandon the area Yang Jianbai managed? Or have they suddenly seen the light?"
It was a joke.
Still, he did not know what Demon-Suppressing Pass was up to either.
His attention was involuntarily drawn over.
Not just this Demon Sage, but countless cultivators at Demon-Suppressing Pass also had no idea what was happening.
Someone had merely told them they no longer needed to concern themselves with the southeastern battlefield.
Watching the densely packed, countless Demon Army soldiers surge onto the walls unimpeded.
They could not understand what those above were trying to do.
Just as doubts arose in everyone's minds.
A sword came from the south, bursting with dazzling light in midair and illuminating all directions.
Sword Qi fell upon the battlefield like a torrential rain.
Most of the Demon Race soldiers on the battlefield were smashed to pulp on the spot, utterly powerless to fight back.
Some Demon Race cultivators brought out