With two formidable fighters joining the battle, the Hun Clan swiftly wiped out the Yao Clan. Even their desperate resistance proved of little use.
And with Hun Sha joining the fight against Yao Dan, there was no longer any suspense in this battle.
In just half a day, the number of surviving people in the entire Medicine Realm could be counted on one hand. The Medicine Realm, once resembling a paradise on earth, was now a barren wasteland. The Tunling Clan had devoured all life within it—medicinal herbs, magical beasts, anything alive could not escape their predation.
Among the Yao Clan's remaining survivors, only a few young clansmen and Yao Dan were still alive. However, Yao Dan had already suffered grave injuries under the siege of three experts of the same level.
Since the outsiders who had come to attend the Medicine Canon in this life had not included any particularly powerful experts, Yao Dan had not entrusted the Yao Clan's bloodline to anyone else. Thus, he had not self-destructed so early. Yet he had been unable to find a way to leave the Yao Clan a sliver of hope, and he was unwilling to die. He had therefore exhausted all his wisdom and abilities to hold on for so long against three experts of the same level. Not only Yao Dan himself—even the three Demon Saints could not help but admire his tenacity.
The four clashed once more, and the space across a thousand miles surged and rolled like ocean waves. Yao Dan retreated continuously as blood poured from his wounds and mouth. The three Demon Saints did not press their advantage. Instead, they stood to one side as Hun Sha persuaded him, "Yao Dan, those who understand the times are the true heroes. Your Yao Clan is destined