Twelve Nascent Soul powerhouses split the battlefield into three sections.
Both sides' arrangements were extremely targeted.
Victory on any one battlefield could send the scales tilting heavily.
The outcome of the Central Region battlefield concerned the safety of more than twenty Cultivation Worlds in the Southwest and Central Region, while the outcome of the East Sea flank battlefield would directly determine the fate of the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty and its group of allies.
With the terrifying destructive power of Nascent Soul True Lords, once a gap was opened, everything would be swept away. The Borderlands could not afford to lose even one battle; the price they would have to pay would be far too heavy.
By comparison, the Sea Race had no such concerns at all, because everything they needed to relocate had long since been relocated. They had smashed the cauldrons and sunk the boats, fighting with their backs to the water!
Of the three battlefields, two could be considered equally matched. Only the Main Battlefield was under pressure that was anything but ordinary.
Splash—
Thunder Elephant True Monarch swept his wide sleeve, and the broad surface of the [Mysterious Dragon Sea-Sweeping Banner] billowed in the wind. Seawater churned madly, endless [Law of Water] condensed, and the thunderclouds above grew thicker and heavier. Surging Thunder Serpents fell abruptly together with torrential rain, dyeing the entire battlefield like the end of the world.
Buzz—
A black great seal coiled with a golden dragon appeared out of thin air. The [Power of Luck] poured into his body in an unending stream, and the aura on him began to climb at extreme speed.
"Lei Kanze, today there won't be any good luck favoring you again. You must be killed!"
Gao Yu shouted sharply. Two streaks of flowing light shot out from