The flowered branches and vines slowly squirmed at the corners of the city's walls, with most of their bodies hidden beneath the soil.
It appeared that the city's defenses were limited, but when all the Flower Demons emerged from the earth, they would surely deliver a crushing blow to the enemy.
The armies of the Ning Dynasty drew closer and closer, their killing intent palpable, sweeping across faces with snarling roars and an untamed ferocity...
In the sky, they flew; on the ground, they charged. Dust billowed, the cacophony deafening.
Finally, the enemy's army stood just a tiny plain's distance from Wanxiang City.
This plain could not endure the army's destructive tread. Within ten minutes, it would be ravaged, leaving nothing but barren wasteland.
