How can simply creating a sect make you invincible?

Those who survived in Canglan City were filled with rage upon witnessing this scene.

The fourth patriarch of the Ling family roared angrily: "Damn demon race, how dare you kill so many of my human races? Do you intend to fight to the death with my human race?"

Upon hearing this, the Bull Demon King high in the sky burst into laughter: "Hahaha... a fight to the death? Didn't your human race kill hundreds of thousands of my demons a couple of days ago? It's just even."

"All demons, heed my command! Take Canglan City!"

Upon hearing the Demon Emperor's order to attack the city, hundreds of thousands of demon beasts roared excitedly and charged towards Canglan City, determined to quickly capture this giant human city.

The Bull Demon King looked at the fourth ancestor of the Ling family and said, "You old codger, I'll send you on your way too! Come with me to fight in the sky."

"Very well, today I will slaughter a demon king of the demon race and make the demon race feel sorry for him."

Upon seeing everyone in Canglan City, the fourth patriarch of the Ling family declared in a fierce voice, "We'll fight them to the death! Even if we die, we'll drag the demon race down with us!"

Everyone looked at the charging demon army, each one filled with murderous intent, gripping their weapons and magical artifacts tightly. Although defending the city consumed too much spiritual energy, they were determined to take the demons down with them even in death.

Just as everyone was ready to fight to the death, a leisurely voice came from the sky.

"Fourth brother, you've exhausted yourself defending the city. I'll take over this battle! You just need to protect the remaining people in the city."

Upon hearing this, the fourth ancestor of the Ling family was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Hahaha... It's the third brother! Our reinforcements have finally arrived."

The charging monsters stopped and looked up at the sky.

High in the sky, a gap was torn open at the point of spatial fluctuation, and twelve people walked out from the spatial passage.

The leader wore a gray robe and bore a resemblance to the fourth patriarch of the Ling family in his features, but his demeanor was more composed and reserved.

This person was Ling Changkong, the third ancestor of the Ling family.

Behind him followed five elders of the Ling family: two Saint Kings and three Saints. The remaining six were the ancestors of vassal forces, all of whom were at the Saint realm.

Although there were only twelve people, for Canglan City at this time, these twelve people were the hope of Canglan City.

"Third brother..."

The fourth patriarch of the Ling family looked at that familiar figure, and his eyes welled up with tears.

Ling Changkong nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the densely packed army of demonic beasts below the city, then glancing at the heavily wounded human cultivators of Canglan City. His anger flared instantly, but he didn't ask further questions, simply stating:

"The twelve of us will come first, and the remaining two hundred thousand will arrive soon. The defense of the city is in your hands. I'll deal with this brute."

"You eleven men go down and help the fourth brother."

Before he finished speaking, he flashed and appeared high in the sky, facing the Savage Bull Demon King from afar.

The Bull Demon King narrowed his eyes, sizing Ling Changkong up and down, and two long plumes of white smoke billowed from his nostrils:

"Not bad, another old codger has arrived. One death wasn't enough, he had to send another. What a pity." With that, he took a step into the air, and his demonic energy exploded, the horns on his bull's head flashing with a cold light.

Ling Changkong didn't waste any words. He simply formed hand seals, and sword light flickered between his fingertips. He cultivated the Ling family's ancestral "Azure Sky Sword Technique," which allowed him to control his sword with his will and transform the sword into the sky. He was most skilled at using softness to overcome hardness.

With a flick of his sleeve, thousands of azure sword shadows appeared out of thin air, slashing towards the Savage Bull Demon King like a great river.

"What a trivial skill!"

The Bull Demon King sneered, and without dodging or avoiding, it stomped down with its right hoof.

With immense strength and boundless demonic energy, he actually crushed the thousands of sword shadows that were slashing towards him with a single stomp.

The moment the sword shadow shattered, Ling Changkong flashed and appeared behind the Demon Emperor, lightly tapping his finger.

"A Finger to the Sky".

The sword light at his fingertips solidified into a tangible form, aiming straight for the heart of the savage bull demon queen.

clang!

A clang of metal rang out.

Suddenly, a patch of black scales emerged from the back of the Bull Demon Queen, actually blocking the sword strike.

Ling Changkong frowned slightly.

The physical strength of demons far surpasses that of human cultivators of the same level. But the physical body of this savage bull demon king has probably been refined to the point that no one except a quasi-emperor can harm it.

"Old man, your sword is quite fast, but... it's a bit limp!"

The savage bull demon king suddenly turned around, a cold glint flashing on its horns.

"A wild bull charging into the sky!"

Its entire body transformed into a black streak of light, its two horns resembling two peerless divine weapons, crashing straight towards the sky.

Its speed was so great that even the void itself could not withstand it.

Ling Changkong dared not take the attack head-on. He quickly formed hand seals, and a cyan light screen appeared in front of him. It was the defensive sword formation of the Azure Sky Sword Technique.

Rumble!!

The moment the two horns collided with the light barrier, the entire void trembled.

Cracks spread across the cyan light curtain like a spider web.

Then Ling Changkong let out a muffled groan, his body was thrown hundreds of meters backward, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Third brother!" The fourth patriarch of the Ling family shouted from the city wall.

High in the sky, Ling Changkong raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the fourth brother, and said softly, "I'm fine. Guard your city."

He then looked at the savage bull. He knew that demons were born with powerful bodies, and human cultivators of the same cultivation level never gained the upper hand in a head-on confrontation. However, this savage bull demon king's brute strength and iron-clad body were simply too monstrous.

"That's interesting."

The Bull Demon King stretched his neck, his hooves striking the ground with a dull thud. He looked at Ling Changkong with a hint of mockery in his eyes:

"Are all human sword cultivators good at is hiding?"

Ling Changkong did not answer.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his hands, interlaced his fingers, and formed an extremely complex sword gesture.

The spiritual energy around him began to surge wildly, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles converged on him like rivers flowing into the sea.

"Oh? Are they finally getting serious?"

A hint of seriousness flashed in the eyes of the Savage Bull Demon King, but excitement was far greater. He roared excitedly, his demonic energy surging, and a phantom of a hundred-foot-tall savage bull faintly appeared behind him.

That was his demonic form.

A human and a demon faced off from afar, their auras locked on each other.

Beneath the city walls, the fourth patriarch of the Ling family took a deep breath, turned abruptly, and shouted sharply, "Gentlemen! Reinforcements have arrived! We will defend Canglan to the death!"

"Defend Canglan to the death!!"

"Defend Canglan to the death!!!"

On the city walls, the human cultivators, who had been on the verge of despair, saw their eyes reignite with fire. They gripped their weapons and magical artifacts tightly, and as they watched the charging army of demonic beasts, their fear was replaced by—

Murderous intent.

Even if they only have one breath left, they will still bite off a piece of flesh from the demon race.

"kill!"

At the command of the fourth patriarch of the Ling family, all the defensive magical artifacts on the city wall lit up simultaneously.

Arrows rained down, sword flashes cascaded down, and the battle formation roared.

At the same moment, 500,000 demonic beasts beneath the city roared deafeningly and crashed into the city's protective formation like a tidal wave.