The battle had only just begun, yet it had already entered its fiercest phase. The cultivators on both sides had truly been provoked.
Sky-Gazing Hound watched with great delight. "This is what they call accumulating evil until it brings about one's own destruction. The Three Ancient Clans have always lorded it over everyone else; no wonder they've stirred up public fury. Hahaha!"
This battle had caused quite a commotion. Besides Xu Chunniang, other cultivators who had heard the disturbance were also secretly keeping watch on its progress.
The Primordial Clan truly was formidable. One of them could fight two opponents alone without falling behind.
However, the cultivators of the various races led by the Thunder Fury Tribe possessed an overwhelming advantage in numbers, forcibly suppressing the more than seventy Primordial Clan cultivators.
At first, the Primordial Clan cultivators could still barely withstand their fierce assault.
But as time passed, the Primordial Clan's disadvantage grew ever greater, and their defeat became increasingly apparent.
They were deeply unwilling to accept this and cursed their enemies in the common language of the Spirit Realm.
"You actually joined forces? How shameless! If you've got the guts, fight us one-on-one!"
Someone chuckled. "Who said we aren't fighting one-on-one? So many of our races are challenging your one race one-on-one. Hahaha!"
The Primordial Clan cultivators were filled with grief and indignation. Their strength was clearly not weak, yet they were being beaten back at every turn. It was unbearably stifling.
"You lowly, vile races—so what if you win? It won't be a glorious victory!"
"Who are you calling lowly races? If I remember correctly, certain people were born as someone else's servants. Now that you've whitewashed your status, you dare to spout such grand words here?"
"When you joined hands with the Great Witch Clan and