These Cultivators, only a small part are Nascent Souls, most are Golden Core Practitioners.
But for the True Martial Cultivators below, who are mostly unable to fly, this was enough to form a suppression.
Accompanying these cultivators were sinister and venomous Spells.
For a moment, wailing ghosts flitted about, and their mournful cries were incessant!
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
Dozens of Class IV True Martial Cultivators did not hesitate to fiercely charge into the sky, confronting the sudden assault by the Demon Sect cultivators.
On the bronze-colored giant city, from each battlement and opening, True Martial Cultivators shouted in unison, frantically signaling warnings both inside and outside the city.
Their voices echoed over the sea covered in dense fog and cries.
On the sea below, upon hearing the warning, countless ships not only did not flee but sped towards the gigantic city.
