Chapter 296: The Demon King can’t step down.

The city was engulfed by dark clouds, and the dry desert welcomed rain that washed away life and flesh. The streets were deserted, with no soul in sight. Even the bustling black market, usually open at all hours, had shut its doors and windows.

The wandering cultivators who hadn’t escaped Jade Pass were now holed up in their homes, listening intently to the sounds outside.

The thunderous roar of spiritual energy and the glint of swords, which had lasted for ten days, seemed to have subsided. Yet, no one dared to venture …