It was precisely the four combined-bodied cultivators—Han Li and Qinglong the Monastic Master among them—who remained silent, their eyes fixed intently upon the distant black sea of evil magic. Suddenly, a flash of blue light flashed in Han Li's eyes! Immediately, a strange laughter erupted from within the magic sea, followed by a division of the magical aura, revealing several streaks of light. One clad in black armor, wielding a hammer, with a gloomy expression; another in white robes, cold and youthful-looking, exactly as seen earlier—these were the two combined-bodied evil cultivators encountered on that day. As for the other two streaks of light, one was fully armored in red, towering ten zhang tall, with flames swirling around him; the other, a petite woman, her feet planted firmly upon two massive serpents—one red, one green—smiling gently. Though these two appeared unfamiliar, Han Li, who had already gathered substantial knowledge about the four noble evil cultivators, instantly recognized them at a glance, his expression subtly shifting as he mentally cross-referenced their features with the information he had collected. Both of these individuals were at the early stage of their combined cultivation. As long as they didn't possess any extraordinary treasures or had developed some unparalleled cultivation techniques, they should not pose a significant threat. Moreover, the two newly met Magistrate Sovereigns who had been discussed in the hall earlier were entrusted to be handled by the two female cultivators, Silver Light and Lin Luan. Clearly, the Black-armored man and the young white-robed youth demonstrated far greater capabilities than the latter, and thus had to be held in check by Silver Light and the Dragon Sovereign. According to the Dragon Sovereign, it would be sufficient for them merely to keep the four Magistrate Sovereigns occupied—unable to shift their focus—so that they could endure the Day of May's Transformation into Yang energy. Though they had all witnessed the four Magistrate Sovereigns emerge from the Sea of Darkness, after a moment of commotion, they remained still at the top of the hall, motionless. Once the four Magistrate Sovereigns had traveled a certain distance beyond the Sea of Darkness, they gradually revealed themselves by drawing back their light trails. After exchanging a few quiet words, they simply hovered motionless in the air, showing no immediate intention to advance and engage "These villains truly have a good deal of patience. It seems they won't launch an assault on the city until all five of the Yang sources have completely lost their connection to the celestial Yang energy." Qinglong Shangren's face darkened, and he sighed with a touch of resignation. Upon hearing this, Han Li smiled slightly, said nothing, but raised his head and glanced once more toward the heavens. The Qinglong Monarch paused to think, then smiled gently and said, "But I fear we won't be able to hold much longer." The Silver-Light Immortal glanced at the sky, only to sigh with a touch of苦笑. "Heh, every bit of time we can delay gives us a better chance. That's always better than the demonic forces launching their assault right away!" The Qinglong Monarch chuckled in reply. Hearing this, the Silver-Light Immortal smiled warmly and fell silent. Time passed slowly, and the fifth sun in the sky gradually dimmed. At the very moment when the five grayish suns appeared simultaneously, a wave of martial intensity surged forth simultaneously from both the Demon Sea and Yitian City. The Qinglong Monarch took a deep breath, preparing to speak, when suddenly the distant black-armored man broke in, humming softly, "Monk Qinglong, your main defensive array has lost its effectiveness. Why keep struggling?" As long as you are willing to follow us and join our holy lineage, I can request the Grand Saint to bestow the Body-Infusion Technique upon you, making you one of our holy clan as well. This is your final chance, Daoist friend. Should you refuse, heh, our entire army will swiftly lay waste to this modest Yitian City! The voice of the black-armored man was remarkably resonant, echoing clearly across the city's heights, so that half of the human inhabitants could hear it distinctly. Upon hearing this, the Qinglong Saint's expression grew somber, and he emitted a cold sigh, responding immediately and firmly: "Hmph! I have never considered myself a member of the demonic clan. You are wasting your efforts—should I be forced to surrender to a foreign people, I would rather die here and now than yield!" His words were delivered with great passion, inspiring a surge of renewed spirit among countless human listeners. "Well, well. I had hoped you possessed some merit and had intended to spare your life. But since you are so stubborn, then you shall simply await the moment when your Dao fades and your life ends." The black-armored giant was furious in his heart, yet only smiled grimly. Then, suddenly, he waved his sleeve upward. "Boom," "Boom," "Boom"—three green orbs shot forth from the folds of his robe, flashing briefly before vanishing into the sky, where they exploded with tremendous force. Three glowing green flames, each about an acre in size, rose into the sky and hovered there, blazing with brilliant light. Instantly, the magical sea behind him erupted in a continuous chorus of piercing cries. One after another, massive warships stretching over a thousand paces emerged slowly from the sea, like mountains, and as their great doors swung open simultaneously, waves of lower-tier magical beasts surged forth in dense formations. At the same time, waves of magical knights, clad in armor and riding various beasts, poured out like a tide, following closely behind the warships. In mere breaths, the entire sky was nearly filled with lower-tier beasts and万象 magic riders, their numbers vastly exceeding those韩立 had seen before—so numerous they seemed endless! Moreover, with just a slight tremor of the great vessels, no less than three hundred super-beasts were released. Among them, besides the colossal rhinoceros-like creatures previously encountered, several other more formidable super-beasts emerged. There were giant creatures resembling mantises magnified by tens of thousands of times, as well as colorful, unknown birds with vibrant plumage. The final type, however, struck awe and fear—this was a terrifying creature with a human face and a serpentine body. Its head appeared chaotic and wild, resembling that of a rugged, wild man, yet from the neck down, a massive, deep-purple dragon body stretched out, covered in scales, exuding a strong, foul, pungent odor. These three newly emerged super-beasts, with the giant mantis being the most numerous—numbering over two hundred—followed by the giant magical rhinoceroses, which amount to around seventy or eighty. The vibrant giant birds and the human-faced purple dragon, however, are the least numerous, with only about thirty of the former and just three of the latter. Under the leadership of these super-beasts, the lower-tier beasts roared loudly and immediately surged forward like a swarm of locusts, rushing toward Yitian City. At the same time, as the colossal warships began to emit thunderous sounds, they each released beams of black light, shielding and supporting the attacking beasts. The magical knightly units of the魔 race, on this occasion, once again gathered and formed precise arrays, closely following the ranks of the beast army without deviation. Each knight displayed excitement, their faces filled with the fervor of bloodlust. As for the most enigmatic war-beasts, however, they had vanished completely at this moment, seemingly still concealed within the magical sea, yet to emerge. Nevertheless, besides the Wànxiàng Magician Knights, another elite unit of the magical race emerged from the depths of the magical sea. These demonic beings stood five to seven zhang tall, with sharp, agile hands, green-faced and toothed, resembling evil spirits. Yet they wore long green robes and bore a single jade-green orb atop their foreheads, appearing incongruous among the万象 magic cavalry. Though their numbers surpassed those of the Jialun War Demons, they were still far from numerous—no more than a couple of tens of thousands in total, their green eyes gleaming with an eerie, amused smile. Compared to the previous siege, the black beams emitted by these colossal vessels were not only several times thicker but also surged continuously, one after another, without pause. The power contained within each beam was nearly equivalent to a full-force strike from a Fuzheng cultivator. With such overwhelming power and such staggering volume, the outermost defenses of Yitian City began to crumble almost immediately upon first contact. The city's defensive network was now clearly showing signs of strain! Han Li observed this development and his face slightly tightened. Yet before he could think of saying anything to the others, powerful, distinct fluctuations of magical arrays suddenly emerged from various points beneath the city, instantly converging into streams of mysterious energy that surged toward the city's towers. The massive city walls immediately began to resonate, and across their surfaces, a series of previously unseen silver glyphs appeared densely, rapidly forming shimmering, radiant magical array patterns. Radiant light burst forth! The originally vibrant, five-colored light screen was suddenly replaced by a sleek, silvery light shield. The surface of this shield was astonishingly smooth and translucent! When the black light beams emitted by the demonic warship struck it, most of them slid off and dispersed, only a fraction actually making contact. Even then, the shield merely flashed slightly, suffering no real damage at all. This development brought a subtle sense of relief to Han Li's heart, while the silver-clad celestial maiden beside him immediately beamed with joy. At that moment, under the impetus of the high-level cultivators, the human forces—both the human warriors and the cultivator army—also launched a powerful, coordinated assault. Simultaneously, the ground before the city walls suddenly sank, revealing once again a vast army of bronze automata. This formation was nearly identical to the previous siege, yet this time, the scale of manpower and the intensity of the attack were several times greater. The sky was lit up with continuous bursts of spiritual light, while the ground trembled violently, as if the very earth were splitting apart. Within a ten-li radius in front of the city walls, the land had been completely transformed into a battlefield of slaughter. Dense clusters of luminous orbs burst open, spreading across the entire area, their thunderous roar echoing throughout the sky, while a pervasive scent of blood filled the void. "Qinglong, dare you face me in combat!" As the Qinglong Master gazed intently at the battlefield, a sudden, booming laugh rang out from the distant sky. Moments later, two thunderous impacts resonated, and two swirling black gales surged downward, striking with overwhelming force upon a section of the city wall. With only a few sharp blows aimed at the same point, the silver protective barrier there immediately flickered and began to tremble. It was the heavily clad man wielding two massive hammers, relentlessly hammering at the defensive spells atop the city wall.