The ox's form flickered and shrank to a size of about three meters, just as it was about to demonstrate its achievement to Zhou Yi when a rough voice came from the sky.
"I am Yu Ya, congratulations to fellow Daoist on your successful transformation!"
The Jade Fang Demon King stood upon the clouds as he spoke, followed by thousands of demon soldiers, looking down like a dark cloud looming over the city.
At that moment.
Six streaks of light flew out from Mo Cloud Cave and landed beside the ox.
Thousands more demon soldiers converged at the mountaintop, each wielding magic artifacts and blades, arranged in tactical formations behind the ox, their presence every bit as imposing.
Yu Ya couldn't help but feel surprised, wondering when such a force had emerged on Flying Cloud Ridge.