The Mechanical Army Makes Its Mark!

Wang Jixuan felt that the most infuriating thing he had ever done was probably the Cloud Ladder barbecue incident.

But a setting like this was clearly unsuitable for a repeat performance.

In this kind of war, immortals died every second.

One moment, immortal soldiers had been arrayed in dense ranks; the next, tides of troops crashed together in a chaotic slaughter. Corpses rained from the sky like dumplings dropped into a pot, and the casualties of the Human Race and the Hundred Races were almost even.

Although Wang Jixuan already had a plan, he decided to observe first.

He could not act rashly;

Too many lives were at stake.

There were three battlefields in total.

The Main Battlefield was not before his eyes, but high in the sky, near the edge of the heavens, where dozens of Golden Immortal-level clusters of energy bombarded each other.

The Human Race had not deployed more Golden Immortals, yet they held the advantage.

Both sides were using a fuel-feeding strategy on the Golden Immortal battlefield, gradually adding to their own forces until the other side could no longer hold out.

The outcome of the Golden Immortal battlefield accounted for seventy percent of the entire war.

Naturally, this was because Golden Immortals held an overwhelming advantage over Origin Immortals and True Immortals, one that could not be bridged by treasures or battle formations.

The second battlefield was the chaotic battle of immortal soldiers around the immortal island.

Nearly a million immortal soldiers were charging into each other!

The sight was incomparably magnificent;

To the naked eye, it looked like six or seven streams of different colors intertwining and colliding, while the splashes they threw up were often shattered in an instant.

The third battlefield was the clash between Heavenly Immortal Experts surrounding the immortal soldiers'