The setting sun was like blood, the sky crimson. Xuanchi City resembled a purgatory.
After Qing Chen broke through the island-protecting grand array, the Child Worshipping Buddha Formation, the cultivators of the Demon Lotus Sect's Four Banners poured through the four city gates, killing everyone they saw.
The four gold-armored corpses led the charge. Wherever they went, flesh and blood flew. Every cultivator in the city trembled in fear, utterly unable to breach their defenses.
The situation in Xuanchi City took a sharp turn for the worse, becoming a massacre.
The city had originally possessed several top experts who could have served as its pillars: Li Ang, Xuan Ku, and Jianlong Daoist.
But Qing Chen had already killed them all. They could no longer rally a hundred voices with a single call and gather everyone to resist.
The city's three groups of battle formation cultivators-the Li Household, Black-White Temple, and Impermanence Sect-had also been killed or crippled by Qing Chen, their organization shattered and their fighting spirit broken. Their morale had plummeted a thousand fathoms. They could no longer mount any effective resistance and cared only about staying alive.
Although more than three thousand cultivators remained in the city, they were nothing but a heap of loose sand, fighting individually, fleeing and hiding, unable to muster any effective force again.
How could any single scattered faction possibly contend with the Suspended Skull Formation formed by five hundred Demon Guards under several Demon Envoys, with gold-armored corpses leading the charge besides?
Moreover, after Lin Changsheng and the Demon Envoys set up formations at the four gates and sealed the entire city, the several banners of Demon Lotus Guards would send messages and join forces whenever they encountered a "tough bone," moving with tremendous flexibility.
In the fourth two-hour period after