The Northern Expedition Army soldiers had fairly good mental resilience, with faces only slightly pale, and their movements in battle against the Demon Beasts hardly faltered or slowed.
Otherwise, the appearance of the two Devil Emperors might have caused many soldiers to lose their will to fight.
The pressure exerted by the two Devil Emperors was indeed too overwhelming.
If Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, could not handle these two Devil Emperors and they broke through the city gates, allowing countless Demon Beasts to flood in, then there would be no chance of victory.
"Heh."
In midair, Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, faced the words of the Soul Devouring Devil Emperor with composure.
He slightly raised one hand and a streak of blood light flickered from his grasp.
In a breath, he held in his hand a great sword that was even slightly taller than Duke Zhen Guo himself.
