Yang Zheng descended from the sky as his voice fell.
Descending swiftly, he swept out his spear, transforming into a trail of starlight that repelled dozens of Demons.
More than ten Demons were directly pierced by the Spear Qi, not even having time to take shape before they met their doom.
"You bastards, die for me!"
Xing Tiexin followed suit, landing forcefully with his large spear, smashing a Demon Commander into pulp.
"This is bad! The Human Race's reinforcements have arrived!"
"Damn it, they supported so quickly! Retreat!"
The fierce debut of Yang Zheng and Xing Tiexin instilled terror in the Demon Crowd, prompting them to abandon their siege and attempt retreat.
However, as they turned their heads, they suddenly realized that they were surrounded by purple-golden Lotus Fire.
The Lotus Fire hovered around them, exquisite in appearance.
The surrounding temperature became abnormal with the arrival of these Lotus Fires.
