Immediately following this, a succession of spells began to rain down like meteors on Zhongyuan City.
Under the constant onslaught of magic, a translucent defense shield became visible over the city.
Huge boulders, flames, streams of water... all exploded on the shield like beautiful blossoms unfolding in an instance.
Yellow, red, blue, purple...
Glowing with powerful mana fluctuations, they all added a breathtaking, heart-stopping beauty to the terrifying scene.
Soon enough, the barrage of spells had ended.
The transparent shield was on the verge of breaking.
However, Ci Ren Pengcuo, who had been observing from the city walls, had a serious look on his face, because he had noticed that despite the repeated attacks, there was still no movement within the city.
"Master Shi, is there any problem with the stations of our four sects?" he couldn't help asking his companion, the Sect Master of the Jiuling Sect.