Elephant Lord

After advancing another thousand kilometers, the second ferocious beast army appeared. It numbered over forty thousand, even including the ferocious beasts that had fled in defeat earlier.

Roars rose.

The second great battle began.

Before long, the mammoth army defeated the enemy, collected the corpses, rested and reorganized its ranks, then continued onward.

Every thousand kilometers, they fought a great battle, collected the flesh and corpses, rested, and then pressed onward again.

By the fifth great battle, the Eight-Tusk Mammoth Tribe had only eighty thousand left.

The opposing ferocious beast force had likewise reached eighty thousand, the highest number yet.

Among the new enemy horde were even Demigod clans that lived in the Ancestral Land.

They, too, were examiners of the Ancestral Land.

The two evenly matched armies crashed together like two continental plates.

For the first time, the Spirit Mages of the Ice Snow Divine Cult took action.

Their main role was to prevent excessive losses among the mammoth clans and preserve their living strength intact.

Since outside clans were forbidden from launching direct attacks, the Spirit Mages used only non-damaging Demon-Spirit Techniques.

Layer upon layer of thick ice formed over the bodies of the Eight-Tusk Mammoths and the other main warriors.

Large numbers of wounded were withdrawn to the rear, where the Spirit Mages of the Ice Snow Divine Cult treated them.

The two armies were like two gigantic millstones. After colliding, they rotated around each other, grinding and slaughtering.

Furious roars, dying wails, shattering bones, spraying blood, and flying chunks of flesh—

The battlefield became a swamp of blood and meat.

Every ferocious beast present was both a blade in the meat grinder and the meat itself.

Zhou Leng remained seated quietly, watching in silence.

This was not a stage for Demigod leaders.

It was completely different