Soul Realm, beyond the spatial gate.
The allied forces streaming endlessly into the Soul Realm, led by their respective commanders, charged outward in a fan-shaped formation.
For the first time, the allied forces of the three clans held an absolute advantage over the Soul Clan. Though the Soul Clan had been prepared, they were still crushed before the united armies of the three clans, their experts slain one after another!
After opening up the battlefield, Gu Yuan no longer made a move. Instead, he hovered high above the allied forces, spreading out his soul perception and remaining vigilant against Hun Tiandi's hidden measures!
Gu Yuan did not believe that Hun Tiandi, who had wiped out the Xiao, Ling, Stone, and Yao Clans and driven the Ancient, Thunder, and Flame Clans into a desperate corner, would leave no backup plan behind even after being severely injured!
Cries of battle filled the air. As the melee intensified, more and more people died, and the once faint scent of blood grew increasingly thick.
The Soul Realm was a rather gloomy place. No sunlight could be seen shining down; only the scarlet blood moon hanging in the sky brought light to the realm. Yet when its moonlight fell upon one's body, it brought only a chilling, uncomfortable sensation!
The Soul Clan's architectural style was vastly different from the common styles found across the continent. Their palace complexes were exceptionally exquisite, yet every corner exuded an eerie, sinister air.
Now, beneath the bombardment of Dou Qi, all those buildings had been reduced to ruins.
No one had the mind to care about that now. As the last of the three-clan allied forces poured into the Soul Realm, the Soul Clan collapsed faster and faster.
It seemed... the destruction of the Soul Clan was at hand.