A bull-headed demon clad in golden armor and wearing bull horns stood majestically in the air.
If Xia Feng were present, he might have been surprised, as the demon bore a striking resemblance to the Bull Demon King.
This was Niu Dazhuang, the Demon Emperor of the Ox-Human race, who had been leading the demon tribe in attacking Void City for the past millennium.
Behind him stood a horse-headed man, his white robe fluttering in the wind.
This horse-headed man was invited by Niu Dazhuang for assistance. Due to Leng Li's years of resistance, Niu Dazhuang was at his wit's end and sought help from the horse-headed man.
"City Lord, what do we do? After the recent great battle, the city's defensive formation's spirit stones are almost depleted," a person standing behind Leng Li reported anxiously.
"These demons have such robust physiques. Just a few days after a major battle, and they're back again."
Leng Li didn't answer the person but muttered to himself.
Void City was their shared home, and if it fell, they would have nowhere to go.
"City Lord, what should we do?" the person behind Leng Li asked again.
"We resist to the death. Do we have any other choice?" Leng Li glanced back at him before continuing, "I have a task for you. Lead all the old, weak, sick, and disabled of Void City back to the Heavenly Profound Continent. It's at least better than falling into the demons' hands. I will hold them off for as long as I can."
"Understood." The person was silent for a long time after hearing this, then gritted his teeth and ran off.
"Leng Li, come out and fight!" Niu Dazhuang roared, brandishing his axe towards Leng Li.
A few days prior, when Leng Li had come out to fight, he was ambushed by the horse-headed man hidden behind the ranks, which led to his injury.
Otherwise, it would have been nearly impossible for Niu Dazhuang to injure him.
"Heh heh..."
"Do the demons only resort to sneak attacks?"
Leng Li sneered mockingly.
"We learned it from you. Your human race is cunning and despicable. I am merely returning the favor."
Niu Dazhuang felt no shame in sneak attacking.
"Disregarding celestial decorum is your usual style. You've only scratched the surface of it."
Leng Li snorted and ignored Niu Dazhuang.
"Let's see how long your defensive formation can hold. Soldiers, prepare to attack."
Seeing that Leng Li wasn't responding, Niu Dazhuang prepared to launch his assault. Once Void City's defensive formation was breached, he would slaughter them at will.
He intended to carve Leng Li's head into a wine cup to quench a thousand years of hatred.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
At Niu Dazhuang's command, the demons waiting below roared in unison and began their attack.
"Brother Ma, how much longer do you think Void City's defensive formation can last?"
Niu Dazhuang asked as he returned to the horse-headed man's side.
"It will break today," the horse-headed man said indifferently.
"Oh? Why do you say that?" Niu Dazhuang inquired.
"We attacked a few days ago. Void City is a poor city. They likely haven't even gathered enough spirit stones yet to withstand the consumption. When the defensive formation weakens, you and I will strike together to break it," the horse-headed man analyzed Void City's situation.
"Haha, Brother Ma truly has insight," Niu Dazhuang flattered.
"I've long heard that human women have slender waists and are plump and flavorful, and very moist. I've wanted to taste them for a long time."
The horse-headed man licked his large tongue, his eyes filled with lust.
"Haha... let's play for three days and three nights first," Niu Dazhuang roared with laughter.
Niu Dazhuang and the horse-headed man laughed heartily outside the city, a stark contrast to the tense atmosphere within.
"We might perish here today," Dongfang Yongshou said disheartenedly, looking at the attacking demons outside the city.
"Perhaps," Nangong Tian replied.
"What is there to fear in death? I've grown tired of this life. Killing one is no loss, killing two is a profit," Shangguan Jia said frankly.
This was no life fit for humans, with no hope in sight.
They lacked immense talent and cultivation resources. How could they survive in the immortal realm without both?
If they possessed exceptional talent, they might be scouted by a major sect and rise to prominence.
"Very well, I'll go down and accompany Sima Haitao. I wonder how he's faring down there," Dongfang Yongshou said with self-deprecation.
"Aren't there a Bull Head and Horse Face opposite? If you want to know how Sima Haitao is doing, why don't you ask them?"
Nangong Tian teased.
"Haha... you're still trying to make me laugh at a time like this," Shangguan Jia guffawed.
Dongfang Yongshou: ...
It really was a Bull Head and Horse Face.
Wuwuwu...
The horn of final battle sounded, and the three men's spirits lifted.
It seemed the defensive formation was about to collapse.
"Prepare to ride out and meet them. I'm going to smash their bull heads," Dongfang Yongshou declared, drawing his longsword from his back.
The defensive formation of Void City had thinned, and Niu Dazhuang and the horse-headed man outside the city clearly saw it.
"Brother Ma, the time has come to break the formation," Niu Dazhuang shouted, pointing at the weakened defensive formation.
"Indeed, let's go." The horse-headed man nodded and took a step forward.
Shrinking the ground to an inch!
The next moment, the horse-headed man appeared outside Void City's defensive formation, with Niu Dazhuang following closely.
"Leng Li, you have no chance to escape now," Niu Dazhuang said smugly, looking at Leng Li.
Leng Li remained silent. He hadn't intended to flee from the beginning.
His current task was to stall for time, to give others a chance to survive.
Just as Niu Dazhuang and the horse-headed man were about to make their move, a strong wind suddenly swept through the sky.
The two were startled and then saw a figure slowly approaching from a nearby peak.
The figure walked as if strolling through a garden, yet each step seemed to traverse space.
Moreover, the sudden strong wind appeared to be emanating from this man.
No!
To be precise, the wind seemed to be evading him.
As the figure drew closer, Niu Dazhuang saw the man's face: a young human male, quite handsome.
The man stood with his arms crossed, walking step by step towards the demons, his expression stern, as if he completely disregarded their presence.
"Fall back first," the horse-headed man said, using Shrinking the Ground to an Inch to return to his ranks.
He sensed something was amiss; this person's arrival could even manipulate the weather.
"Why is there another human outside Void City?" Niu Dazhuang asked, returning to his ranks and looking at the human male walking towards them.
This person gave them a feeling of being both non-existent and yet clearly present.
"Look, who is that?"
At this moment, the people of Void City also spotted Xia Feng and turned their gazes towards him.
"Who is this person? Does anyone know him?"
Leng Li also saw him and asked.
No one answered him; everyone stared intently at the man walking towards the demon ranks.
As Xia Feng approached Void City, he did not head towards the city but walked step by step towards the demon ranks.
Xia Feng looked at the demons standing so close and shook his head, muttering to himself:
"Is this the demon tribe?"
"So weak."