It is evident that these Demons, when alive, were all formidable.
If such a force is not curbed by a powerful hand, the consequences are imaginable.
——
"Boom!"
"Boom! Boom!"
War drums beat intensely, the will to fight soared to the heavens.
On the battlefield, countless Demons densely packed, so numerous that it's difficult to see the true end.
And in front of the multitude of Demons, there stood an ancient majestic city, enduring countless years of wind and rain, yet it remains steadfast and unfallen.
Atop the city walls.
Flags fluttered.
The large character "Mystic" had already entered the field of vision.
This.
Is the territory of the Taixuan Dynasty.
At this moment.
Wang Junze stood firm atop the city walls, looking at the large number of Demons ahead, his expression extremely stern, with the treasure armor he crafted on his body having turned to a black-brown color, emanating a stench.
