As Purple Sun City moved above Nine Demon City, the offensive against Mute City by the demon army slowed, and large numbers of demon soldiers began gathering in different directions.
Each corps maintained a significant distance between formations, creating nearly twenty different arrays that surrounded Mute City and Purple Sun City together.
The demons were clearly aware of the arrival of the Purple Sun Corps and had been prepared for it.
This strategy of dispersing their formations was obviously to avoid being heavily damaged by Zi Donglai's massive power in a single strike.
In the demon command center, the demon leadership stepped out.
However, they did not disperse, but stood behind the Night King.
"Zi Donglai, you've finally arrived," the Night King said with a smile, looking at Purple Sun City in the sky.
Among the dozen demon generals behind him, four had furious expressions and stared at Purple Sun City with predator-like eyes.
These four demon generals were naturally four of the Nine Demons: Mo Liuying, Mo Weiming, Mo Fengjian, and Mo Poyan.
This Purple Sun City was originally the core area of their lair, Nine Demon City, so their hatred was understandable.
Purple Sun City's journey covered such a long distance, and the demons had long been inford.
The recent aggressive attacks were intended to force Mute City into a desperate situation before Purple Sun City could arrive; in just three days, Mute City had been bombarded seventeen tis.
Purple Sun City then descended, separating humans and demons with the city itself as the boundary of the battlefield.
"Zi Donglai and the Purple Sun Corps have really co!" The people of Mute City were overwheld with mixed emotions.
Rumors had spread that Zi Donglai and the Purple Sun Corps would co to their aid, but as days passed without their arrival, disbelief set in.
No matter how enticing the prospect was, if unreachable, belief waned.
But now that Zi Donglai and the Purple Sun Corps had really co, feelings were extraordinarily complex.
Joy was a given, yet there was a tinge of regret for not heeding Chen Si's advice or holding out longer, opting instead for a suicidal struggle under imnse pressure.
Of course, this struggle was more wishful thinking than an actual threat to the demons.
Within the landed Purple Sun City, orderly lines of cavalry began erging from the city gates, forming ranks opposite the Demon Corps, facing off against them.
A robust figure floated up from Purple Sun City, rising slowly into the sky to stop before the wall embedding ng Man.
"I... wasn't ready..." ng Man, looking at Zi Donglai before her, was filled with guilt.
She believed Zi Donglai wouldn't co; influenced by others, she was the first to recklessly charge out of Mute City, violating their initial agreent to bide ti with Zi Donglai.
"You've done very well. Leave the rest to
and the Purple Sun Corps." Chen Guan said, patting the wall and shattering it to release ng Man, who fell out.
Chen Guan caught ng Man mid-air, descended beside Chen Si, entrusted ng Man to his care, then floated toward the forefront of the Purple Sun Corps.
Chen Guan floated effortlessly through the air without needing to walk.
The Ghost Immortal Step consud minimal energy, more comfortable than walking. Since learning it, he rarely walked, preferring to float.
Of course, the main reason was to quickly enhance the Ghost Immortal Step's skill level; the higher the rank, the faster the speed and better the effect.
"It seems you were waiting for ?" Chen Guan said, hovering in the air before the formation, addressing the Night King and demon generals on the opposite mountain peak.
Although the Purple Sun Corps had only over four hundred n, utterly insignificant compared to the nearly two hundred thousand demons besieging Mute City and Purple Sun City, their morale remained undiminished.
"If you are Zi Donglai, then it is you whom I'm waiting for," the Night King replied with a smile.
"Since you're waiting for , I should have the right to know who is waiting for , right?" Chen Guan asked.
"Night King, one of the four Demon Generals under the Demon King of Demon King City," the Night King introduced himself.
"Indeed, a well-known na. I didn't expect the Night King himself would specifically wait for a small figure like ." Chen Guan said.
Unperturbed, the Night King replied, "If Zi Donglai, known for obliterating cities with one palm, is a small figure, then who else in this Grotto Heaven could be considered a big one?"
"Now that I'm here, are you planning a one-on-one or a group fight?" Chen Guan calmly inquired.
"Today's battle is naturally to the death, but personally, I wish to duel you first. What do you think?" the Night King asked with a smile.
"Nothing could please
more," Chen Guan responded.
He contemplated capturing the leader first; otherwise, the battle might be difficult, but here the Night King was, willingly presenting himself.
The Night King took a step forward, stepping off the cliff, his body quickly enveloped by black tal feather armor, and a pair of tallic wings appeared on his back, granting him flight.
Even without using a Flying Secret Skill, the Night King soared through the sky, capable of even hovering mid-air.
Typical Flying Secret Skills consu considerable Primordial Energy, and Sixth Awakening Cultivators rarely use them unless necessary in battle.
However, the Night King's tallic wings, powered by the Celestial Destiny Star, didn't require his own Primordial Energy to provide him flight capability.
"Co, let
witness your city-destroying power," the Night King hovered opposite Chen Guan, gaze dark yet fervent.
Demon armies, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and residents of Mute City, riveted their eyes on the two figures in the sky. This battle would determine the fate of many lives.
Mr. Xiao had also arrived, quietly observing from afar.
"The Night King is here, making things even more complicated," Mr. Xiao increasingly felt that the Purple Sun Corps might not fare well today.
The Night King's presence was an unmistakable strategy to draw out Zi Donglai and the Purple Sun Corps; conquering Mute City was secondary.
Chen Guan placed a hand on his face, and a jet-black mask appeared on it.
The dark color rapidly spread over Chen Guan, forming a matte black suit of armor that completely encased him.
Both were clad in black, but Chen Guan's armor was matte, while the Night King's possessed a multi-colored sheen, like a crow's feathers.
Chen Guan delivered a palm strike to the Night King, not with Giant Spirit Power, but with an ordinary Frosty Cotton Hand.
The Night King saw Chen Guan's palm imbued with coldness coming towards him, and the chill froze the moisture in the surrounding air into frost. As Chen Guan struck out, countless snowflakes materialized and danced fiercely around.
Despite Chen Guan not executing the massive City Destruction Strike, the Night King did not let his guard down. His gaze fixed on Chen Guan's palm, he mirrored the strike with his own hand, eting it head-on.
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