Nothing compares to the exhilaration and morale boost of seeing one's own side cut through the enemy like chickens and dogs.
At the same time, it instills fear in the enemy—seeing their comrades being slaughtered like cutting vegetables is enough to drop anyone's morale and fill their hearts with dread.
Therefore, the once disheartened City Lord of Jianping now stood spiritedly on the city wall, shouting with delight, joyfully basking in his triumph.
Of course, this was where it ended for him.
He maintained his rationality—the powerful ones were the patrolling cultivators, and it had nothing to do with him.
So, he just continued to watch the show and occasionally offer some commentary.
Meanwhile, when the three black-robed cultivators realized what was happening, the number of demon beasts slain by Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan had already exceeded twenty, and the count was steadily increasing.
