The battle had become brutally tragic. In such a short span of slaughter, the number of deaths was truly horrifying.
As Feng Yun charged out, the three groups outside suddenly split apart under Dong Yuanping and She Menglong's retreat orders.
The leaders of the three sides looked at their own people, then at the mangled corpses strewn across the ground, and all felt their hearts bleed.
The Divine Ferret Sect now had twenty-one thousand people left.
The Spirit Snake Sect now had eighteen thousand people left.
The Sole True Sect now had eighty-seven thousand people left.
The combined total of the three sects was actually still smaller than the Guardians alone!
And by now, everyone had already killed until their eyes were red.
"Dong Yuanping! She Menglong!"
Feng Yun charged into the sky and shouted, "After killing so many people, you think you can just leave?"
Dong Yuanping said darkly, "Feng Yun, you've won again this time. What more do you want? Do you intend to fight to the death here and now? Don't forget the balance of the Three Realms."
Feng Yun sneered. "Of course I know about balance."
Then he said, "Night Demon!"
"Your subordinate is here!"
Feng Yun's gaze was as red as blood. "I want another two thousand lives from each side!"
"Leave it to me."
Fang Che suddenly changed his sword into a saber.
A sky-piercing hatred abruptly surged up. With a flash of his body, he tore through space and arrived beside the Spirit Snake Sect's formation, unleashing the Hate Heaven Thirteen Blades with all his strength!
It was as though all the thunder in heaven and earth had exploded at once!
"Scatter!!"
Although She Menglong's frantic order rang out, it was drowned beneath the thunderous saber light.
Puff, puff, puff...
Heads kept falling