This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

The cultivators at Dragon City Pass surrounded layer by layer, still in a state of confusion, not understanding the exact situation and forced to face the attacks from the Bright Moon Formation, roared in defiance, choosing to fight a bloody battle.

Because behind them is the Central Spirit Domain, their homeland, their sect, the place where countless compatriots live.

They have no way to retreat.

So there's only one option - to risk their lives in the kill.

Amidst the chaos at Dragon City Pass, more demon beasts suddenly appeared, charging at the human cultivators.

Those were... the demon beast army controlled by cultivators of the Rinsing Spirit Sect!

One by one, human cultivators fell heavily from the sky, their physical bodies colliding with the hard ground, creating a muffled sound.

Some Body Cultivators' corpses even blasted the ground into a deep pit.

Blood flowed out from their corpses, spreading.

Buildings collapsed from time to time.

This was a meticulously planned massacre.

But it was not only a massacre by the Demon Race against the Human Race.

It was a massacre by the Demon Race, demon beasts, some "humans", and the Bright Moon Formation against another part of humans.

Fighting broke out throughout Dragon City Pass. The Human Race suffered heavy blows, yet they fearlessly charged at the demon race.

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Southwest of Dragon City Pass.

"Why? Why?" A Seventh Realm cultivator of the Rinsing Spirit Sect looked at the human cultivators standing at the forefront of the Demon Race formation, filled with resentment, confusion, and anger.

Because those human cultivators were the higher-ups of their Rinsing Spirit Sect.

He received no answer.

The higher-ups of the Rinsing Spirit Sect seemingly didn't hear his questioning, not even glancing at him.

In the end, this Seventh Realm cultivator from the Rinsing Spirit Sect, filled with anger of betrayal, the sorrow of Dragon City Pass about to fall, and confusion about the future, controlled his beast pet, casting an escape technique, and charged fearlessly towards the tide-like demon race.

He wanted to rush to the formidable cultivators of his sect and ask them personally what was really going on?

Ask them why the demon race entered Dragon City Pass, ask them why they stood in the camps of the demon race, ask them why the Bright Moon Formation controlled by the Rinsing Spirit Sect attacked the Human Race...

However, with just the cultivation of the Seventh Realm, as he leapt into the air for a few meters, a Moon Sword swiftly intercepted him, splitting his physical body into halves, blood spraying out.

"Woo woo!" His beast pet let out a sorrowful howl, fearlessly continuing to charge at the demon race.

Demon beasts remain loyal to their masters.

Why do humans betray their compatriots?

This question existed in the hearts of all cultivators at Dragon City Pass simultaneously.

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South city wall.

Chang Ancient Sword Master watched the sect sword cultivators beside him fall one after another, his expression turning grave and his voice colder than his sword edge, "Kill them all, and Dragon City Pass will be defended."

South Sword Pavilion guards the south city wall.

Originally, this was the most idle, most relaxed task.

But now, it has become the most important and most difficult task.

——Dragon City Pass has plunged into a deep abyss of turmoil, all areas completely fallen.

So, the south city wall has become the Human Race's last line of defense within Dragon City Pass.

If the south city wall falls, the demon race could drive straight into the Central Spirit Domain.

The demonic cultivators surged like tides, seemingly endless no matter how many are killed.

But there are never endless enemies in the world.

As long as all people in front are killed, Dragon City Pass will naturally be defended.

All sword cultivators of the South Sword Pavilion adhered to this belief.