After saying that, the Right Tomb King directly issued two orders.
First!
"Notify the Xiao Clan Emperor. Charge straight into the rear of the An Clan. Any with the surname An, young or old, kill without mercy."
Second!
"All Illusory God cultivators of the Divine Tomb, heed my command. Follow me and slaughter every last pig and dog before us!"
These two orders unleashed the killing intent of seven million Illusory God cultivators. An Luan's "defection" meant they no longer needed to endure anything!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Killing intent and the certainty of victory crashed together. The battlefield, silent only briefly, once again saw galaxies whirl backward, heaven and earth collapse, and all things perish!
"Big Brother!"
An Xuetian grabbed An Dingtian, who was about to charge into battle, and asked in a trembling voice, "We can rely on the formation to hold back the five million before us, but the Xiao Clan's two million troops are trying to slaughter our An Clan's old and young in the rear. What can stop them?"
Thinking of the Xiao Clan's despicableness, she could not help shedding tears.
Yet An Dingtian sneered and said, "Don't worry. We have reinforcements too!"
"What reinforcements? The Divine Beast Imperial Army hasn't moved yet. We just received word that the Shen Clan and Feng Clan have also defected, while the Jian Clan and Lei Clan have withdrawn. We have no reinforcements left!" An Xuetian said, trembling.
None of this was beyond An Dingtian's expectations. He understood the Shen Clan and Feng Clan too well, and he also understood the imperial ghost gods too well.
In today's battle, only the Ye Clan Emperor's words, "I don't need reinforcements," had moved An Dingtian to the depths of his heart. That was a true warrior who could fight shoulder to