In mid-air, more than sixty Outer Godly Creations with Purple Mansion Realm combat power charged towards the people below.
"Purple Mansion Realm, move forward to fight!"
"Spiritual Platform Realm, cover the rear!"
"True Pill Realm, protect the Primordial Qi Realm in retreat!"
Zhang San knew that the battlefield now was no longer a place for True Pill Realm and Primordial Qi Realm to participate.
They were like mice that hadn't escaped in time and could be shaken to death by the aftermath of the battle at any moment.
Even some cultivators who had just entered the Spiritual Platform Realm would struggle to resist these Outer Godly Creations.
But there was no choice; if they didn't act, countless people here would die.
As Zhang San issued commands, the giant defense formation previously set up in the air began to shield the martial artists of the Town Martial Office who were retreating below.
At that moment, four Outer Godly Creations were already rushing towards Zhang San.
