"Old man, so you ran here."
A low, bellowing voice echoed in the sky. A burst of golden runes descended, protecting the remaining Demon Suppression Army guards and Morigin martial artists.
As a result, the golden battle spear that had been repairing the runes could no longer drop and was directly struck by a divine light, sending it flying away.
On the promising path, a powerful figure, wrapped in runes and radiating a dazzling brilliance, descended.
A surviving Black-rank Demon Extermination General, upon seeing the figure on the promising path, revealed an expression of admiration and excitement on his face.
"It's General Zhuang Ziyuan."
