「Shunzhou.」
The celestial vault had turned a heart-pounding dark crimson. One after another, giant meteors of fire, each a hundred zhang in diameter, rained down from the heavens like a torrential squall.
Layers of incredibly condensed sword auras, each over a thousand zhang long, blanketed the sky. Crimson lightning bolts as thick as Ancient Demon Dragons poured down, followed by hurricanes, icebergs, magnetic firestorms, and more.
After dozens of days and nights of relentless siege, the thick curtain of light from the Protective Array below had been continuously worn down to only about one percent of its full strength. Its complete collapse was now just a matter of moments.
Inside the Grand Array, the faces of thousands upon thousands of Demon Cultivators were ashen. They could only watch helplessly as the assault outside grew more and more frantic.
