章 1949: The Clash of the Non-Supreme Saint Fighters

As the war fortress cracked, the Deathkin cultivators hiding on the inside met the fate of being slaughtered by the Evil Spirit's divine power.

Many of them fled the war fortress in a panic.

"Let us kill our way in!"

Zhang Ruochen ordered his soldiers to attack with a wave of his hand.

Those Celestial Court cultivators on the four warships were transfixed for a second before they all came to their senses and lunged out toward the army of Deathkin.

The Deathkin were running scared, and it was the best time to attack.

"What?"

Those Deathkin Shenzis were all shocked when they saw the war fortress fall.

At first, they had thought of using the eight fortress-like barracks to stop the Celestial Court army on the outside before they slowly killed them.

They were very confident about the defense ability of the war fortresses and did not expect one to be brought down so quickly.