So along the way, the blood and flesh that had just been washed off in the icy rain were stained again, as they followed tens of thousands of demons, finally reaching the Priest Garden.
The Priest Garden had already fallen.
Judging by the sword marks left all over the hills and fields, the disciples of the Sword Sect had put up a fierce resistance, to the extent that several mountains were sheared flat.
But the situation at Yan Zhi Mountain and Heavenly Pond Mountain was entirely different. This was a vast grassland, with no defensible terrain, neither Spiritual Pond Earth Vein nor an elder of Divinity Transformation level to hold the ground. Even setting up a Sword Array could only delay temporarily.
And as demons came in waves, driven by their appetite and survival instinct, they trampled the Sword Array with blood and flesh. A mere group of Golden Core Disciples naturally could not withstand them.
