"Damn it, summon the demon souls! Attack with everything!"
At Qian Yuquan's shout, billowing turbid qi rose from the foot of all eighteen main peaks of the Jialan Sect. Endless demon souls burrowed out of the ground and hurled themselves at the Jialan Sect disciples, tearing and biting madly.
"An army of demon souls! Where did all these demon souls come from?"
"We've fallen into a trap! They colluded with demonic beasts and sneaked in underground!"
"Don't panic! Keep the cannon formation steady! Everyone, hold off the demon souls for the cannon formation!"
The sudden emergence of countless, densely packed demon souls from underground threw the Jialan Sect's defenses into disarray. Though these demon souls were not high-level, they had no concept of death, and their frenzied biting and lunging made them extremely difficult to deal with. The once beautiful, treasure-bright Jialan Sect was soon shrouded in filthy demonic qi, which corroded its plants, birds, and beasts.
The Jialan Sect disciples soon steadied themselves and, under the sect elders' direction, fought the enemies within and without. In the end, however, one corner of the protective formation helplessly crumbled beneath the rumbling bombardment, and the Kunling Sect's army of cultivators surged through. The Jialan Sect had utterly lost its last defense and could only meet the invaders blade to blade.
"Kill! Eradicate the Human Emperor's lineage completely!"
The white-robed and brown-robed Qian Slaves obeyed and charged into the fray in a flash. No one could stop them wherever they went.
"Deploy the puppets!"
A Yuan Zun elder of the Jialan Sect shouted, and eight stone puppets immediately rushed onto the battlefield. Each stone puppet was formed by one Yuan Zun and eight Dao Zun peak cultivators joining in formation, and they were the Jialan Sect's final reliance. The white-robed and brown-robed