"The Witch King... is fighting the Sky Demon?!"
"The Witch King must win! The Witch King must win!"
"Where is the city defense army? Warriors... the moment to defend the sacred land has come!"
...
In the City of Black Nirvana, with the terrifying fluctuations of the battle that they felt, all of the Shaman Race were in utter panic.
The lesser shamans and the ordinary members of the Shaman Race could only kneel and pray, while the Big Shamans formed armies. Some guarded the sacred land, while others ascended the city walls, ready to follow Danya's orders to attack the enemy at any moment.
Outside the city.
"Impossible... Who secretly passed on to you the Taoist of Talisman?"
Liang Ruyun looked incredibly wretched with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth and one arm broken, her face full of disbelief: "Aren't you afraid of being caught by the elders, with your soul lit on the soul-lantern?"
