After several earth-shattering explosions, one magnificent castle after another crumbled to the ground. Thick clouds of smoke soon blanketed the entire city.
Lu Aofeng was using his nuclear weapons to destroy the last line of defense of the Sacred Star Cultivators: Holy War City.
The once-glorious Holy War City was reduced to ruins and corpses.
"Xiaoyao, run! You have the purest bloodline of a cultivator. You are our last hope!"
Inside Holy War City, the powerless old city lord looked at the young man not far away, tears in his eyes, and spoke.
