"It needs at least a hundred Holy-grade Soul Stones to reach the bottleneck of the Fifth Grade Martial Saint Realm."
Ye Xuan estimated the amount of energy needed, roughly requiring about a hundred Holy-grade Soul Stones. Without a doubt, it's a rather huge number.
His cultivation technique was at the Divine Level, so advancement consumes ten times the energy of others.
"Ye Xuan Commander, the enemy has arrived."
Just as Ye Xuan finished refining a moment ago, he received the message from Nie Peng.
"So soon."
Ye Xuan was stunned, equally puzzled. The speed at which the Demon Clan regrouped was unreasonably swift.
With a slight motion, Ye Xuan also dashed out of the stone chamber and arrived above the city wall.
The densely packed Demon Clan's flying dragons, with a tendency to cover the sky and block the sun, had lost their previous miserable demeanor.
"So many people, it seems the enemy won't rest until they take this place."
A human commander worriedly remarked.
