Chang'an City had fallen!
The city walls swarmed with the dense ranks of the Moon Clan. Overwhelmed by their elite forces, the Martial Artists of Chang'an City suffered over a hundred casualties in an instant.
The Watchmen's hearts bled. The spiritual energy of Hua Country was scarce and constraints within the human body made cultivation to the Martial Ancestor Realm exceedingly difficult. The instantaneous loss of over one hundred lives was a colossal blow to Hua Country. And this was only the beginning; the number of casualties per second was already in the double digits.
Without any formations to hinder them, the Moon Clan's siege was nothing short of a one-sided slaughter. Chang'an City had no power to resist.
"You scoundrel, how dare you!" Zhang Henshui roared.
