These were the two banner figures of the Nine Infant Clan. Although there were other Kings, only these two remained to hold down the clan at this time.
Under the cold moonlight, endless cries of battle rang out, and slaughter stretched everywhere. Many Nine Infant Clan experts had fought themselves into a frenzy.
The most elite forces of the Nine Infant Clan had gathered here. They had never imagined that they themselves would be attacked.
Much less that enemies would kill their way into their clan. It was something they had never expected.
Yet Ye Xiwen was like an icy Grim Reaper. The foundations of the Nine Infant Clan exceeded even his expectations. Even with him, the Star Colossus, and the Taicang King leading the assault, and all of the enemy's King Tier experts slain, they had still inflicted tremendous casualties upon his mechanical beasts. Their losses exceeded one-tenth. That was without the enemy having King Tier experts. Otherwise, if the two sides had been evenly matched, taking down the Nine Infant Clan's ancestral land would have required losses of at least three-quarters.
That was why, despite the Human Race's current circumstances, their former great enemies had no intention of wiping them out completely. The Human Race's desperate deathbed counterattack would be enough to bite them to death as well.
Everyone wanted someone else to be the bird that stuck its head out, rather than themselves. Thus, at this moment, no one was willing to take the lead.
Back when they captured the Royal Court, even with the Wang family acting as traitors and opening the defenses from within, the Devil Race had still suffered grievous losses. Countless Human Race elites had fallen, and the Devil Race had also paid a terrible price. If not for the Abyssal Demon Lord