In the Sky-Bull Mountain Range, a huge golden mushroom cloud shot into the sky, extremely conspicuous, while a faint, clear cry could be heard.
Deep in the mountain range was a gigantic valley, with more than a hundred enormous pits inside it. The ground showed signs of melting.
Gongsun Yang stood on the ground, his face pale. A terrifying bloody hole pierced his left shoulder, and blood flowed without end. His aura was weak, while two corpses lay on the ground not far away.
He and Mystic Moon Immortal had stayed behind to hold off five Body Integration Cultivators. Working together, Gongsun Yang and Mystic Moon Immortal had killed three Body Integration Cultivators and severely wounded one.
He held a miniature mantis in his hand, a thoughtful look appearing on his face. "So it was a dying counterattack."
The Lizard Race was fighting three enemies at once, and the pressure was immense. With Wang Changsheng and the others striking deep behind enemy lines, their pressure was even greater, and their morale had fallen low. They urgently needed a victory to boost morale. They had chosen the Sky-Bull Mountain Range as their breakthrough point mainly because the Azure Lotus Couple had led a team to attack other strongholds, greatly weakening their defensive forces. The Lizard Race hoped to capture the Sky-Bull Mountain Range and reinvigorate their morale, but they had underestimated Gongsun Yang and Mystic Moon Immortal.
They had the low-level cultivators withdraw mainly so they would not be caught up in the battle between Body Integration Cultivators. That way, the latter could fight without restraint.
Gongsun Yang took out an Azure Jade Bottle and put the miniature mantis inside.
Mystic Moon Immortal flew over from afar, her face slightly pale, with traces of blood spattered across her magical robe.
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