Wind.
It erodes everything.
The Black Water in the sky was indeed powerful, but the wind was invisible, and apart from the eternal infliction of harm, the Black Water couldn't even find a target to counterattack.
Wu Xiaode stood atop the city walls.
While ensuring the safety of the city, he observed the situation outside.
It seemed—
Was the World Will going to win?
Wu Xiaode secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to say,
"Everyone, stay vigilant, defend the Array, victory is just ahead!"
A multitude of Cultivators responded in unison.
Wu Xiaode's gaze swept over every Cultivator, seeing everyone busily defending the city, he couldn't help but nod slightly.
It was almost over.
He looked up again, wanting to see the battle in the sky, but suddenly noticed that the Book of the Dead had once more appeared at his side.
The pages turned automatically.
The Sighing Wall.
An endless black fog enveloped the wall, thicker and more turbid than the Black Water in the sky.
