"This sound is coming from Nanshan Town, and it can reach here. The power of the Blood Poison Demonic General is indeed extraordinary."

Upon hearing it was the Blood Poison Demonic General, Luo Feng’s face slightly changed. The sound just now made the Yuan Qi in his body feel uncontrollable. Without a doubt, if he were to confront the Blood Poison Demonic General, the opponent could wound or kill him with just a shout.

Lin Hongyi stood up, brushed off her clothes, and said, "The Blood Poison Demonic General has unleashed the Blood Corpse Roar. No surprise, the Blood Corpses have begun to siege Dayang City. Let’s hurry up on our journey."

"Alright."

Luo Feng nodded, his gaze falling on Lin Hongyi, asking, "How much of your strength has recovered?"

Lin Hongyi’s charming face showed a slight smile, and her delicate white hand clenched. Suddenly, a loud bang echoed between the cliffs, and she casually squeezed the air to explode.

"The Qingling Revitalizing Pill is indeed a top-tier healing sacred medicine. My strength has recovered about ninety percent, and I should be fully recovered by the time we reach Dayang City."

Luo Feng smiled faintly. The efficacy of the Qingling Revitalizing Pill is indeed remarkable, but her injuries are not light; an ordinary Martial Artist would not recover so quickly.

"Congratulations."

"Thanks to you. Let’s go and try to reach Dayang City by dawn."

Lin Hongyi’s red lips curled into a faint smile as her figure unfolded, transforming into a golden streak soaring into the sky, much faster than before.

Luo Feng performed the Sky Cloud Step, closely following Lin Hongyi, matching her speed.

Along the way, the two could see many Blood Corpses below, all rushing towards Dayang City like frenzied beasts. The sorrowful and terrifying howls were shocking to the mind.

The two didn’t pay attention to these Blood Corpses, continuing at full speed.

Even if they wanted to intervene, it was impossible.

Because there were too many Blood Corpses, a vast stretch across the ground, impossible to count.

Luo Feng speculated that other towns might also be attacked by Baili Xi from the Blood Demon Sect, which means the number of Blood Corpses might not just be four or five million, but possibly tens of millions, which is an extremely terrifying number.

He worried if Dayang City could withstand such an immense siege of Blood Corpses and only hoped to reach Dayang City as soon as possible.

The waning moon gradually faded, and a hint of white appeared in the eastern sky.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the morning light fell on Dayang City’s grand and towering city walls, casting a shimmering golden light on the yet-to-dry blood on the walls.

Beneath the walls lay countless bodies, both Blood Corpses and human Martial Artists.

On the towering city walls stood rows of Martial Artists, many wiping off their weapons, and some resting against the wall. From late night until now, two hours passed, and the siege of Blood Corpses never ceased. Everyone was seizing the time to recover Yuan Qi, waiting for the next wave of Blood Corpses.

A Martial Artist wearing Dayang Mansion attire swept his gaze across the bottom, frowning and saying, "It’s already five waves. These should be small groups of Blood Corpses. It’s no surprise that a large batch of Blood Corpses will arrive later."

Beside him, a middle-aged Martial Artist, who knew Luo Feng, Steward Li, nodded, his tone somewhat somber.

"It seems the Blood Demon Sect has turned all towns within a thousand-meter radius into dead cities. There’s no doubt, perhaps there will be fifteen million Blood Corpses. The Blood Demon Sect dared to go this far."

"I heard that the Twelve Golden Palaces used the Hunting Conference as an excuse to attack the Demon Sect’s scattered strongholds everywhere. I think this action is retaliation for the Hunting Conference," someone said.

"Humph, humph, although Blood Corpses are troublesome, our Dayang City has over a hundred elite warriors in the Spiritual Rotation Realm. There are thirty to forty warriors with cultivation above Five Spirit Rotations, and countless warriors in the Meridian Wheel Realm. Even if fifteen million Blood Corpses attack simultaneously, they won’t step into Dayang City."

Steward Li shook his head and said, "I’m not worried about ordinary Blood Corpses, but rather those of the Demon General level. That previous roar, even I felt a shiver; it should have been the Blood Poison Demonic General’s Blood Corpse Roar."

"So the Blood Poison Demonic General might come!" Around them, several stewards from the City Lord Mansion changed their expressions.

"Highly likely." Steward Li nodded, his brows furrowed, saying, "It’s really unfortunate; the City Lord is in seclusion at this time. If the Blood Poison Demonic General truly appears, I’m afraid we won’t be able to resist..."

"Should we ask the City Lord to come out of seclusion early?"

"No, the City Lord is impacting the True Yuan Realm, which is crucial. Disturbing him now may cause a Heart Demon."

"What should we do then?"

At this moment, footsteps sounded.

Three figures appeared on the city wall.

"If that old Blood Poison dares to come, we’ll handle him."

All three individuals had white hair and beard, long past middle age, their age uncertain. Yet their eyes were very bright, and the aura emanating from them was as deep as a sea, very powerful.

"Elder Huang, Old Master Huo, Old Master Chen, why have you come?"

Steward Li and several others turned back to see the three, their faces showing surprise, respectful gazes.

All three hold extraordinary identities; the scrawny Elder Huang is the offering elder of Dayang Mansion, over a hundred years old, originally a loose cultivator from the rtiad. Over ten years ago, he met Yang Dingtian in the North Sea, jointly slaying an eighth-level Demon Beast. They became fast friends, leading him to become an offering at Dayang Mansion, spending his days discussing Dao over chess with Yang Dingtian, living peacefully here. Despite his amicable appearance, he is, in fact, a warrior at the Spiritual Rotation Realm’s eighth peak, extremely powerful.

The identities of the other two are also not simple; they are the previous Family Heads of Dayang City’s two major families, the Huo Family and Chen Family. One is a warrior at the eighth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, the other at the ninth, having been away from the rtiad for many years, dedicated to cultivation in an attempt to reach the True Yuan Realm, extending their lifespan. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

With a smiling face, Elder Huang laughed, "I’ve lived in Dayang City for so long, everything served with a hand; I haven’t done anything. Now there’s an opportunity, naturally, I’ll contribute."

Old Master Huo’s expression turned stern, glancing at the piles of corpses below the walls, saying, "My Huo Family’s legacy of hundreds of years in Dayang City cannot be destroyed. If the Blood Poison Demonic General dares to come, I’ll be the first to fight him!"

Steward Li clasped his hands and said: "Thank you, elders."

The Family Head of the Chen Family, an elderly woman, smiled and said: "The lives of millions in Dayang City are all in the same boat now; there’s no need for thanks. At my age, I’ve long since realized that breaking through to the True Yuan Realm is no longer possible. To make a final contribution to the family before my end comes, it would mean I’ve lived without regrets."

Roar roar roar roar roar...

While a few people were talking, in the silent wilderness, a series of roars suddenly emerged, continuous and unending, causing the air to boil and produce ripples layer by layer.

The martial artists on the city walls all felt a shock in their hearts and looked towards the horizon.

They saw a bloodline appear dozens of miles away, with countless Blood Corpses surging forward, appearing like a blood-red tide sweeping in from afar. The heavy footsteps made the earth tremble, as though intent on reducing Dayang City to powder.

"The Blood Corpses are coming again!"

Sensing the commotion, the resting martial artists all leapt up, and upon seeing the countless Blood Corpses at the end of the land, cried out in a series of exclamations. These voices swept across the entire Dayang City like a hurricane, causing ordinary residents to tremble in fear, with many silently praying in their hearts.

"There’s so many this time, much more than the last five times combined."

"I reckon at least a few million."

"Not just that, at least tens of millions. The city walls of Dayang City stretch for dozens of miles; what we see is only a small part."

"That’s right, indeed, the first time I’ve seen such a grand scene."

"Who hasn’t? I’ve experienced a beast tide before, but it wasn’t as terrifying as this."

With tens of millions of Blood Corpses charging together, it could only be described as earth-shattering. The heavy footsteps were like the beat of a war drum, making the heart thump fiercely.

"Looks like this is the true final battle."

Steward Li gazed at the countless Blood Corpses surging forward and took a deep breath.

The others, sensing the atmosphere of an impending storm, also nodded silently.

"Leave the ordinary Blood Corpses to you."

Elder Huang said.

In truth, they were not very confident of defeating the Blood Poison Demonic General. In terms of cultivation, the opponent was not much higher, but the Blood Poison Demonic General was in his prime, and they were all past their prime with declining vitality. They could only conserve their strength as much as possible, waiting for the final battle.

"Alright, we should be able to handle these ordinary Blood Corpses. Get some rest, elders." Steward Li nodded.

The Blood Corpses were extremely fast and had already closed to within five miles in front of Dayang City in no time.

"We mustn’t let them get close to the city walls, kill!"

A martial artist from Dayang Mansion was the first to fly down the wall, charging towards the Blood Corpses.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Numerous martial artists leapt from the city walls, their momentum like a rainbow.

"Chaotic Blade Wind!"

"Sunflower Blood Palm!"

"Hundred-cracked Cloud Sword."

Zzzz zzzz zzzz zzzz...

A fierce slaughter erupted in an instant. The first to strike were the ordinary Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists within Dayang City. Each of their moves tore large swathes of Blood Corpses to pieces with fierce Qi Force, and the Blood Corpses that narrowly escaped were diced by the approaching martial artists.

"Let’s go too."

Just as Steward Li was about to go down to slay the Blood Corpses, the head of Huo Family, with snow-white eyebrows raised, gazed into the distance and said: "A master is coming, but it’s unclear if they’re friend or foe."

"Hmm."

Steward Li also stopped, his gaze heavy, looking into the distance.

In the distant wilderness sky, two figures rapidly approached.

The person on the left burst with blinding golden light, their momentum like a rainbow, cutting through the surrounding air with their arrival. The sound of sonic booms could be heard even here, testifying to the frightening speed.

The person on the right had an air of casual grace, like drifting clouds in the sky, walking leisurely yet keeping pace.

"This should be the Mountain Cave Body Tempering Gang of Yuangang Hall. The person at the front should be from Yuangang Hall. The person at the back has excellent Qinggong, but it’s unclear what martial arts it is." Elder Huang squinted slightly and said slowly.

Listening to Elder Huang, Steward Li looked towards the person at the rear, a bit of shock in his gaze, unable to help but exclaim:

"Young Master Luo Feng, over here!"