Seeing Wang Yan walking towards Xianyang City, the demon cultivators in the city were all terrified, their faces ashen; now without their undying bodies, their fighting spirit was completely gone.
Thus, the demon cultivators in the city pinned all their hopes on the black fog outside Xianyang City, as now only this black fog could protect them.
Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators in the city, they saw Wang Yan stepping forward one step at a time.
As he moved forward, Wang Yan raised his hand and made a grabbing motion, and the Soul-Breaking Spear, which was stuck in the ground, flew up and fell into Wang Yan's hand.
With the Soul-Breaking Spear in hand, Wang Yan reached the front of Xianyang City, only a few steps away from the black fog.
Suddenly, the black fog in front of Xianyang City moved, and once again a ghostly hand materialized before Wang Yan, reaching out to grab him.
