The martial artists in this city had rallied out en masse to combat the ferocious beasts, yet it was of little use – the beasts were closing in on the city.
The martial artists participating in the trial looked increasingly pale.
Lucky for them they knew this was the Illusion Realm; otherwise, they'd have turned tail and fled.
The Great Emperor was trembling, and bloodthirsty, ferocious roars resounded like a tempestuous storm, shaking the whole city incessantly.
The number of martial artists in Marquis Kuang's city was dwindling, most having fallen to the jaws of ferocious beasts.
In the sky, even the vast moon seemed stained with red, and then it was obscured by a layer of dark clouds.
As it drew near, the multitude of martial artists realized those weren't dark clouds, but huge flying creatures, colossal like mountains, blotting out Heaven, casting a terrifying aura.
