The Abyss Battlefield had gone straight from its initial standoff into a period of fierce battle.
Neither side seemed prepared to hold back, each attempt aimed at driving the enemy toward the cliff's edge.
Of course, whether it was the Heavenly Martial Dynasty or the Abyss Faction, both sides still seemed to retain a sliver of reason.
Although their methods had been somewhat unexpected, the final outcome had always ended in failure.
It was not that they could not kill their enemies, but that there was no need to do so yet.
The reasons were simple.
First, the battlefield was not limited to its visible conflicts. The hidden clashes were equally crucial.
Second, both sides had clever people, and every action had to achieve its intended purpose before they would let it rest.
Moreover, the clever people on both sides were much the same.
Either they sought to protect their superiors' interests, or they wanted to prove they were no weaker than their opponents.
Therefore, rather than the surface battlefield where both sides merely wounded each other,
Xiao Tianyang naturally cared more about what Jia Xu, Chen Ping, and the others had gained.
Jia Xu was responsible for competing against the Abyss Faction's Think Tank.
He could not guarantee a complete victory for their side, but he could minimize their losses.
In addition, he could keep the odds between the two sides at roughly seven to three.
In truth, his current results alone were enough to demonstrate just how formidable Jia Xu was.
Chen Ping had also made considerable gains.
Xiao Tianyang's demands of him had not been overly harsh.
First, he was not to wrong the innocent.
Second, he was to keep the disturbance to a minimum.
And within ten days, Chen Ping had demonstrated just how reliable his