What's wrong?

Wu Er panicked again.

But having lived this long, I haven't lived in vain. After a moment of panic, I calmed down.

I wanted to unleash my divine sense to perceive what was happening.

However, Wu Er found that the surrounding air had become unusually viscous, and he could not unleash his spiritual power at all.

Although he didn't unleash his divine sense, Wu Er could still sense the dense demonic aura permeating the air using his innate senses.

Wu Er had only seen such a strong demonic aura for a short while.

That was when the Demon Saint besieged the city last time.

This time, it seems that it's the Demon Saint besieging the city again.

"This cultivator city in the Eastern Wilderness is truly strange; it was actually besieged by a demon saint twice."

Wu Er couldn't help but complain.

Indeed, I encountered this situation both times I visited this place.

Such a coincidence does indeed seem eerie.

However, Wu Er was more concerned about his own life and safety than whether it was considered evil or not.

The last siege was due to good luck; the demon saint didn't want to provoke a conflict, giving the human immortals time to arrive.

But now that the demon race and the human race in the Eastern Wilderness are fighting like this, can the Demon Saint still do what he did last time?

If this time they were to massacre the city, everyone in the city would be dead before the immortals arrived!

"Set up the formation! Set up the formation!"

Exclamations erupted from the city as figures soared into the sky.

Compared to the last siege, the response this time was much faster, both in terms of the speed of setting up the formation and the speed of mobilizing personnel.

It seems that we have entered a state of combat readiness, which is quite different from normal times.

Within a few dozen breaths, various lights flashed on the cultivator city, countless defensive formations were activated, and various protective magic treasures were also brought out.

If you look up, you can see that the entire cultivator city is under the protection of formations and magical treasures.

The array and magical artifacts in the sky were closely intertwined, completely blocking out the sky.

Under normal circumstances, Wu Er would probably feel very safe with such thick protective gear.

But now the one outside is a demon saint!

Therefore, even with such protection, it seems extremely weak, making people uneasy.

"It's over, it's over!"

The passersby who were chatting away on the street just moments ago are now panicking, covering their heads and looking up at the sky, their eyes filled with fear.

Wu Er remained relatively calm, at least not showing his fear openly.

After all, this wasn't the first time he'd seen this kind of scene, and Wu Er was someone who had died once before, so he didn't feel much fear in the face of this threat; he felt more regret.

After all, he still had many things on his mind, and the people in his memories made Wu Er feel regretful.

"boom!"

A thunderous sound rang out.

The sound resounded from the sky all the way to the earth.

Half of the dense arrays and magical artifacts overhead were gone, revealing a significant portion of the sky that had been obscured.

The Demon Saint made a move, but it probably only lasted one strike.

With just this one move, most of the carefully arranged defenses dissipated.

Such thick protection seemed like an eggshell to the Demon Saint.

It breaks at the slightest touch!

Seeing that the protective gear had thinned considerably, Wu Er uttered a curse word that he hadn't used in a long time.

Holy crap!

There's no way around it, such power is just too awe-inspiring.

This power, which seemed like divine punishment, made Wu Er feel like an ant!

Or perhaps he is not even as good as an ant. At least an ant can dig underground to survive, but when faced with this divine might, he can only be torn to pieces.

Wu Er thought he would be reduced to a skeleton in the ground after several attacks.

Fortunately, there were no further attacks after that one.

The remaining barrier, like a crumbling eggshell, still protects the city.

"Human immortal, come out now!" A thunderous roar echoed from the sky. "If you don't come out, then slaughter everyone in this city!"

Such a powerful voice must belong to the Demon Saint of the Eastern Wilderness.

Wu Er had heard this voice before; it was like thunder, yet also quite mesmerizing.

This is probably not the Demon Saint's real voice at all; it must be a voice conjured by magic for the sake of majesty.

In the sky, the voice of the Demon Saint continued to spread in all directions.

"Come out now and hand over the antidote, or else I won't let you off easy... Do you really think I won't kill anyone?!"

The voice was still loud, but it sounded urgent.

Others might not have understood what he said.

What does it mean to hand over the antidote?

But after hearing these words, Wu Er understood.

The Eastern Wilderness is currently experiencing an unprecedented major illness, and the symptoms and timing of this illness are both very strange.

It seems they've attributed the origin of this disease to the immortals of the human race, since they are the most likely to do so.

If Wu Er were to think about it, he would also feel the same way.

After all, even immortals can do things like spreading disease and poisoning in order to gain profit.

The purpose of this siege is probably not to kill, but to use the city's cultivators as bargaining chips to exchange for the antidote from the immortals.

However, the Demon Saint's actions had already broken some unspoken rules, and he had also lost face by doing so.

If a demon saint could be driven to such a state, one can imagine how dangerous the situation in the Eastern Wilderness must be.

Of course, Wu Er wasn't the only smart person in this city.

Some people understood and realized that the people on this level were the Demon Saint's bargaining chips and were not in immediate danger.

Even so, most people dare not relax.

Chips are chips; if they can't be exchanged for anything, then they're just junk.

Now it all depends on whether the immortal will come. If the immortal shows up, then this bargaining chip will have value; if the immortal doesn't show up, then this bargaining chip is just trash.

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