The war had erupted in full, and within an extremely short time, both sides had fought until their eyes ran red. They were all summoning every able-bodied force to swiftly join the battles along the front lines.
As time passed, even Earth Immortal beings began to fall.
Spirit Mountain held the upper hand. The front lines they had originally ceded had all been driven back, and they had even advanced ten thousand miles toward the Dark Sky Fiend Clan's lines.
Ai Kui was beside himself with fury. "You bald thieves, you people of Spirit Mountain have no shame at all! You were the ones who called for a ceasefire, and you were also the ones who started this war."
"Amitābha!"
Shi Yong's face remained as still as an ancient well, retaining that calm, unhurried look. "It is not that Spirit Mountain has betrayed its word. Rather, your side does not know the times and cannot comprehend Buddhist principles, so we can only speak through methods."
"Shameless!"
Shi Yong only felt rage flood his heart, nearly causing his whole body to explode.
At this moment, he hated Lin Xuan beyond measure. If not for the large forces searching for Lin Xuan, how could the Dark Sky Fiend Clan's front lines have suffered such a tremendous loss?
He had even begun to suspect that Spirit Mountain and Lin Xuan were in league, their purpose being to target his Dark Forest.
Of course, fury was fury—Ai Kui's mind remained clear. He rapidly recalled his living forces and gradually managed to block Spirit Mountain's offensive.
The battle between the two sides fell into a slight stalemate!
"What is going on? Why have the Dark Hordes grown fewer and fewer these past few days?"
Lin Xuan stood atop a mountain peak, deeply puzzled.
"They started