Shen Gongbao Aids Wenzhong

Watching the three generals of the Mo Family perish before the battle lines in the blink of an eye, Wenzhong was profoundly shaken. Not a shred of fighting spirit remained in him; only bone-deep chill lingered in his heart.

He knew full well that the tide had turned. Remaining at the front would only bring more casualties, so he immediately bellowed, "Full army, retreat!"

At the command, the Yin Shang army, whose morale had already crumbled, scattered like startled birds at the twang of a bowstring, hurriedly turning and fleeing.

After enduring days of the Shang army's provocations and coercion, the Western Qi soldiers, who had been stifling their resentment for so long, finally had a chance to vent the pent-up fury in their chests.

In an instant, countless Western Qi soldiers roared and charged forth, pursuing and slaughtering the fleeing Shang troops. Their blades surged like a vast flood, unstoppable in their momentum.

Wenzhong dared not prolong the battle. Fighting as he retreated, he led his forces back to the main camp in a wretched state, then immediately raised a hand and formed a seal, activating the great formation guarding the camp.

Spirit Light shot into the sky as a barrier stretched across the wilderness. A heavy, majestic curtain of formation light instantly enveloped the entire Yin Shang camp, becoming an impregnable wall of bronze and iron that shut all the pursuing Western Qi troops outside.

Nezha, Yang Jian, Huang Feihu, and the others led their forces to the camp and took turns launching fierce attacks against the formation.

Magical treasures flew forth, and spells thundered through the air, yet the formation's luminous wall merely rippled in layer after layer, showing no sign of breaking.

Staring at the formation that clung around the Shang camp like a turtle shell,