Suddenly, the mist before him seemed as though swept away by a gale, and Jiang Chen's ears were filled with the sounds of battle, the clash of weapons and the cries of warhorses.
All at once, it was as if he had drawn close to an ancient battlefield; the fierce din of battle felt as though it was right before him.
Jiang Chen crossed over a hill and looked from a distance. The valley below was filled with countless troops engaged in combat, the chaos turning men topsy-turvy and sending limbs flying.
The two opposing forces were human cultivators on one side and demon cultivators on the other.
The human cultivators sustained through formations, mutually keeping watch, while the demon tribe was fierce and brave, using the most primitive methods of slaughter to incessantly assault.
In terms of numbers, the human cultivators numbered three to four times that of the demon tribe. Though the demons held an advantage in individual combat strength, the human side was not lacking either.
