"Go, don't stop!"
Seeing Guangxuan hesitate on the city wall, Wang Ping urged him on as he leaped down.
Meanwhile, in the part of the city where the Prefecture Magistrate's Office had stood, an Evil Cultivator from the Taiyin Sect manipulated countless skulls into a massive array, attempting to devour all the Corpse Soldiers within the city.
Seeing this, Yuanqing Taoist quickly threw a Spirit Gathering Array from his storage bag to surround himself. At the same time, he formed hand seals to channel the fire spirits. Scorching flames instantly ignited the Spiritual Qi in the air and spread toward the array the Evil Cultivator had set up.
"You can't stop me..."
The Evil Cultivator's voice carried an unsettling shriek, as if some non-human monster were mimicking human speech. As he spoke, he formed a spell with his hands. A layer of grey-black light then appeared on his sallow, withered body, resonating with the temporary array formed by the surrounding skulls.
