"Roar..."
A huge roar came from outside the Ancient City, indicating the real large-scale attack by who knows how many Barbarian Dragons. Even the remaining cultivators who had retreated to the Central District of the Dead City could still feel the overwhelming fluctuations.
The clan of dragons were attacking frantically, seemingly desiring to destroy this Dead City as soon as possible. Although the Dead City was enveloped in a dense aura of Evil Qi, it seemed unable to fend off the relentless assault. Soon enough, the entire city began to shake, as if it might crumble at any moment.
The falling Blood Sea from the sky had stopped. The dark sky became bright under the divine light emitted by the dragons' curses. They seemed to want to tear away the gloomy sky, to let the sunlight pour down, and to witness the city's destruction in the shining light.
