The Half-Step Chief Sovereigns on the other battlefields wore equally indifferent expressions. The death of one companion no longer had any effect on the overall situation.
The situation of a pack of wolves tearing a tiger to pieces had already taken shape. Even if the Martial Dao Era possessed means that defied the heavens, it had no way to turn the tide.
At a time like this, the death of a companion simply meant one fewer competitor for them. What was bad about that?
Only when Chaos Overlord saw the two of them nearly perish together did his expression turn ugly. The Martial Dao Era's position was already this dire. Though there were four battlefields now, the only ones truly capable of contending against Half-Step Chief Sovereigns were Ye Xiwen and Chaos Overlord himself.
If Ye Xiwen was gone, then even though he had taken a Half-Step Chief Sovereign down with him, the situation would not improve. It would only worsen. What had been four against two, with each of them facing two opponents, would become him facing three alone.
Such a situation was completely unfavorable to him. Even if those three Half-Step Chief Sovereigns were no longer at their peaks, neither was he.
Moreover, even at his peak, he would not have had much confidence in facing those three. Experts at the level of Half-Step Chief Sovereigns were each incredibly difficult to deal with, let alone three of them.
"Damn brat, you strung me along for so long. Don't tell me you died here first!" Chaos Overlord roared.
Endless aftershocks shook the entire chaos. Countless creatures living within the Chaos Energy were directly shaken to death. Such a clash was simply too terrifying.
Only after all the aftershocks dispersed did everyone witness a shocking scene. Ye Xiwen's Sword of