In the Three Realms, only the Demon Clan and the Heavenly Court are capable of crafting cannons.
Now that both sides are caught in the throes of war and short on cannons themselves, where would they find additional cannons to support the Heavenly Court?
The more Mara thought about it, the more frightened he became, feeling that the Buddhist Sect was like a bottomless abyss that sent chills down his spine.
During his contemplations, countless Demon Heads were buried in cannon fire, brightening the sky.
Mara knew that this time he was completely powerless to break through Mount Ling, so he wisely chose to retreat, leading the surviving Demon Heads away from Mount Ling to recuperate and regain strength elsewhere.
This time he didn't even care about the pact with the Jade Emperor, preparing to head to Dongsheng Shenzhou instead, to return once he had gathered a sufficient number of Demon Heads.
But how could the people of Mount Ling let him do as he pleased?
