One Cloud Clan cultivator after another, seeing the torrent of attacks they had unleashed roll back toward them, for a moment could not even understand the scene unfolding before their eyes.
The Spatial Dao?
They knew the other side excelled in the Spatial Dao, but how was this possible!
So many cultivators, releasing spells at the same time—so many spells—had actually been completely shifted behind them in an instant!
"Retreat, quick..."
A Cloud Clan expert's shrill roar had only just sounded when it was drowned beneath the berserk energy.
They had no time at all to put up any effective defense.
Rumble!
Streaks of light, even more dazzling than before, exploded again and again among the Cloud Clan cultivators.
Shrill screams rang out across the field.
Besides the spells these Cloud Clan cultivators had released themselves, the thunder Song Zhong had unleashed descended once more as well.
Destructive power wiped their bodies and souls completely from this world.
Although quite a few Cloud Clan cultivators had already died, even now, the number of Cloud Clan cultivators was still greater than the number of Human Race cultivators when they had first arrived here.
After all, the Cloud Clan had experienced who knew how many reincarnations in the Land of Reincarnation. Their foundations were far too deep.
But among this vast number of cultivators, with a great many Saints among them, they still died almost to the last in the snap of a finger!
In the void, only a sparse few Cloud Clan cultivators with the strongest auras barely survived.
These were all the most peak Saints, as well as their ruler.
Yet their appearance at this moment was wretched to the extreme.
The magical treasures around them were shattered, their bodies cracked like tortoise shells, their auras withered to the utmost.