"Since you refuse to see reason, then... fight! I will show you rabble with my strength who the true powerhouse is!"
The Great Demon Clan cultivated the Dao through their bodies; every one of them was a Body Cultivator.
Meanwhile, the Great Witch Clan cultivated ancient witchcraft. Witchcraft was mysterious and unfathomable, possessing all manner of incredible effects.
The two clans joined forces, with more than one hundred and thirty cultivators in total, against nearly three hundred cultivators led by the Thunder Fury Tribe. For a time, they fought to a standstill.
As the battle continued, people on both sides kept dying.
The cultivators of the Great Witch and Great Demon Clans fought ever more fiercely. In contrast, the cultivators of the various clans led by the Thunder Fury Tribe gradually showed signs of decline and fell into a disadvantage.
There was no other reason than that the Great Witch and Great Demon Clans had always shared a common hatred for their enemies and were exceptionally united. The temporary force led by the Thunder Fury Tribe, however, was made up of nearly twenty forces of varying sizes.
When fighting the Primordial Clan, they had held an overwhelming advantage, so no conflicts had surfaced.
But now, facing the Great Witch and Great Demon Clans, with both sides evenly matched and victory impossible to determine for the moment, cultivators from several clans began harboring other thoughts and refused to exert themselves.
At first glance, they appeared to be working harder than anyone else, unleashing divine abilities and spells without pause. But a closer look revealed them to be all flash and no substance, without the slightest threat.
The leading Thunder Fury Tribe cultivator noticed this, and a grave look flickered through his eyes.
When he had first assembled this force, he had