Night fell.
Niu Dali carried a giant axe, gazing towards the nameless mountain peak.
There, many killing arrays were laid in layers, causing heavy casualties to the Demon Race who charged to probe the arrays.
Ding Chunhua giggled and said, "Commander Niu, why not wait until daylight tomorrow to attack?"
In the darkness, it was more difficult to command the low-intelligence demon soldiers.
In contrast, the Human Race cultivators were more disciplined, with organized battle formations.
"Forget it, no more waiting. I'll go up first and capture their commander."
Just then, a commotion was heard from the nameless mountain peak.
"Not good. They've split their forces to break through!"
Two Fake Pill True Masters from Cyan Cloud Sect split into two teams, breaking through towards the south and west.
Niu Dali leaped into the air to intercept.
A dazzling blue light appeared in front of him, carrying a violent thunderous aura, blocking his path.
