Huuummm… Xu Yangyi studied the light screen formed by the two assistant cultivators. On the screen’s surface, the Reincarnation Puppet was getting closer and closer! Yet in the wake of the behemoth’s approach, all of the branch stronghold’s Spirit Accumulation Cannons began to twinkle at the same time!

A low droning noise converged in the sky. Under the spirit cannons, meter-long Demonslaying Crossbows flashed with faint light. Everything ascended as the clicking sound of machinery followed. However, all of the Xingtian Legion’s battle strength was standing in front of the plaza. Xu Yangyi’s eyes shimmered, and he stared dead on at the light screen. Several numbers were pulsing on the exterior at lightning speed.

A thousand meters, nine hundred meters! Eight hundred meters!

The ground tremors seemed to have already reached the level of a minor earthquake! Rumbling sounds tirelessly assaulted the ear, the shadowy representation of death and destruction ever approaching them! At both side-palaces, the expressions of the cultivators assigned spirit arms were now incomparably heavy. Even their hands holding weapons were slick with cold sweat. 

700… 600… 500!

Xu Yangyi didn’t utter a word until the number of the screen jumped to 200! From their position, they could already see the fiend’s face! Wretched white weaved with dark-green. Under the moonlight, it was incredibly distinct!

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