God’s Arrival

Yan State, Old China Town.

Countless Chinese Soldiers stood behind the tall walls. They wore armors emblazoned with Taoist inscriptions and held Dharma weapons. A few of those soldiers working together might have been able to stop one Blood Thrall. However, outside of that wall was a sea of Blood Thralls.

Cultivators from all over the Beihan Region had gathered inside the Old China Town. In the beginning of the battle, the Dharma Array of the Old China Town had been activated. On top of that, the city had also been protected by Dharma Arrays from many other sects. They had layered them, forming a hundred layer protection. However, by then, most of the protections were gone and only a dozen layers remained.

"We can last half a month at most. Without any reinforcements, Old China Town will be conquered. We are running out of time."

Perfected Cultivator Heiming looked up, his face awash with concern and weariness.