"What's going on?" the innkeeper hurriedly shouted.
Immediately afterward, a series of low growls came from outside, chilling everyone to the bone.
Xu Zimo, who had been sitting by the window, took a single stride and walked straight out of the inn.
He headed toward the City Gate, only to see a vast mass of dark creatures charging in from there.
There were no fewer than a thousand of these creatures. Some of the soldiers guarding the city were fleeing, while others had already perished beneath the monsters' surging tide.
"What are these?" someone beside him muttered.
These monsters actually looked more like humans, except their skin was somewhat rotten and their eyes were crimson red.
Black Demon City's response had actually been swift enough. The city lord, Tie Linghu, had rushed over with a large force.
The moment he saw the monsters attacking the city, Tie Linghu's pupils abruptly contracted.
After a long silence, he finally said solemnly, word by word, "Black Demons."
As the lord of Black Demon City, he possessed a painting that had been passed down through generations of city lords.
It depicted the Black Demon invasion of that year.
Looking at the scene before him now, Tie Linghu understood it all too clearly. Everything in that painting was emerging from the depths of his memory, piece by piece.
"Have all citizens below the Empty Meridian Realm scatter and hide. Everyone else, come with me and face the enemy," Tie Linghu ordered as he sent people to seek aid elsewhere.
At the same time, he loudly began organizing the defense.
Seeing this, Xu Zimo muttered, "Black Demon Temple."
Without paying any further attention to the situation in the city, he stepped through the air and headed straight for Black Demon Temple.
Along the way, more and