Under the immense pressure, Jia Daoyi barely managed to force a smile, even adding a warmth he had not shown before:
"A misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"
"Anman Prefecture has long since prepared ample supplies of every kind for our brothers in the Miao-Conquest Army. We were only waiting for you to collect them, General!"
"I'll lead the way. This way, please."
Only one thought remained in his mind: Get this god of slaughter and his army of tigers and wolves out of here, quickly!
As for the nearly half of the supplies he had originally intended to skim off...
He would probably have to cough up a little!
The Miao-Conquest Army followed Jia Daoyi's escape light, flying for two hours.
Eleven behemoths spread out in an Arrowhead Formation, their killing intent joining into a single mass as they slowly approached Anman Prefecture's prefectural city like dark clouds pressing overhead.
Such a deployment was nothing short of a great army bearing down on the city!
On the walls of Anman Prefectural City, alarm bells rang incessantly, their sound piercing and shrill!
Pillars of multicolored light instantly shot skyward from all along the walls!
Amid a humming sound, an enormous, translucent dome of light covered the entire prefectural city tightly, like a gigantic upturned bowl;
-the city's defensive formation had been fully activated!
Almost simultaneously, spiritual light flashed wildly atop the gate tower as densely packed defending cultivators swarmed up, cocking bows and crossbows and secretly forming magic formulas;
Pair after pair of eyes watched the fleet on the horizon nervously, its heavy killing intent billowing out.
It could not be helped. Qing Chen had not been idle along his route over the past dozen or so days. Who knew how many demonic cultivators, heretical cultivators, and rebels he had slaughtered along