Xu Caiyi frowned, her little lips pressed tightly together as her gaze darted back and forth between the battle-hungry Pig Race army and Yue Chan'er, who stood proudly alone.
Although she wholeheartedly wanted to do something for the Huang Race, she was not entirely unreasonable.
Her aunt's analysis, along with Yue Chan'er's eerily calm demeanor, eventually eased her restless emotions somewhat.
"...Fine." She muttered reluctantly. The radiance flowing around her gradually receded, but her eyes remained fixed on the scene ahead, and her small hand quietly clenched into a fist. Clearly, she had not entirely given up on the idea of intervening at any moment.
When Xu Buwan led Xu Caiyi several steps back in silence, completely yielding the front lines of the battlefield, the Pig Race generals finally felt the heavy weight in their hearts lift.
Teng Shi, Panshi, and Liao Yuan exchanged glances, each seeing the cold, unrestrained Killing Intent that had suddenly surged in the others' eyes.
The last restraint was gone. What came next would be pure war!
"The Huang Race is arrogant beyond measure, daring to look down on our race! Brothers—"
General Huo Liao Yuan abruptly raised an arm and shouted. With a boom, towering flames erupted around him. They were not crimson, but a dazzling golden-white, so hot that the surrounding space began to warp and melt.
"Follow me and flatten this island! Let these skulking cowards learn the sharpness of the Pig Race's tusks!"
"Roar—!!!"
More than seven hundred Pig Race Sacred Sovereigns answered in unison, their furious roars shaking the heavens!
In an instant, countless overwhelmingly powerful Sacred Domains burst forth without reserve. They shone in myriad colors and bore different attributes, yet vaguely connected into a vast ocean of energy.
Phantom Dharma Forms appeared one after another: savage giant pigs