Roar! Roar!
In the demon lair, the roars of demon fiends resounded one after another.
A terrifying presence threaded through the nodes of time and space, seeping into the lair.
The demon fiend's will and the demonic energy engulfing the entire lair began to boil, leaving all cultivators with an unspeakable oppression.
"Things are looking bleak!"
Lin Zheyu lifted his head, gazing toward the city's exterior with a heavy look in his eyes.
He perceived that the city defenses had activated, with terrifying demon presence swirling in the dark void.
Lin Zheyu sensed a stifling oppression akin to the prelude of an apocalyptic storm.
Boom!
A deafening explosion echoed from the node's fissure, as terrifying energy ripples emerged from it.
Lin Zheyu quickly manipulated the array to deflect these terrifying, evil, and filthy energies.
Meanwhile, Mo Qingyang and his group had already fled from the node's fissure without looking back.
