The Cultivator Faction had deployed nearly all of its combat strength, yet before the Innate Primordial Life, their numbers still seemed minuscule. The clash between the two sides was like a river crashing into the sea.
Yet this river was exceptionally resilient, surging freely through the ocean and slaughtering one Innate Primordial Life after another around it.
The enslaved Innate Primordial Life in particular fought like frenzied war machines. Deaths occurred continuously amid their charges.
Whenever an enslaved Innate Primordial Life died, the Heavenly Soldier Manufacturing System of the Primordial Land immediately began operating at high speed. The fallen servants were directly reconstituted, passed through spatial gates, and rejoined the battlefield.
Compared to those enslaved Innate Primordial Life, the cultivators of the Cultivator Faction were much safer, continuously unleashing attacks from the rear.
"Their numbers are endless. Especially those enslaved fellows—they're fighting so desperately, yet their numbers haven't decreased at all. Just how many of these fools have they enslaved?" The Nine Emperors and the others fought while observing the state of the battlefield.
Yuan and the other six were also deliberately slowing the pace of the battle, buying time.
As long as they held these people back for one day, the battle situation would be completely reversed. The Cultivator Faction would gain a firm foothold in this Infinite Primordial Space, and might even continuously expand its territories and domains in the future.
"Kill!"
The sounds of slaughter echoed continuously through the Infinite Primordial Space, while the surroundings had already been occupied by enormous corpses. Whether it was the Cultivator Faction or the Innate Primordial Life Faction, under such an atmosphere, they had begun to grow somewhat crazed, throwing themselves completely into the war.
Within the Grand Formation of the Myriad Stars covered by Qin Hao, tens of thousands of