The Bai Clan's attacks continued without stopping.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless beams of energy descended from the sky.
The entire Demonic Cultivators' territory shook violently.
The Flying Ship cannons showed no signs of stopping.
One attack after another continued raining down from the sky.
Several Demonic Cultivators barely managed to escape.
Their expressions were filled with fear.
At this rate—
If the Bai Clan's attacks were not stopped—
The entire hideout was really going to be destroyed!
Of course, no one truly cared about those cheap houses themselves.
This place was nothing more than a temporary shelter.
The Demonic Cultivators had never intended to remain here.
In fact, they had already been preparing to leave since Mo Zun's seclusion ended.
Therefore, even if the entire territory was destroyed—
So what?
They could simply find another place.
However, their greatest concern was not the territory.
It was themselves!
