The system's functions had all stopped at the third stage of the Desolate Grade. If he continued opening them upward, he could unlock even more powerful abilities without any surprises.
After two actual battles, Su Xiaobai had more or less figured out the system's three new functions.
Aside from [Origin Power Harvest], which was exceptionally practical, the other two functions both had tremendous potential for improvement.
For example, [Dao Annihilation] required sacrificing an Ancient Dao to complete a single burst. For other Desolate Grade powerhouses, this ability might save their lives at a critical moment, but for Su Xiaobai, using it constantly would be far too extravagant!
After all, battles involving his true body only happened on rare occasions. Most of the time, he had to rely on his clones to harvest Desolate Grade Origin Power everywhere, supporting his ability to fight against Desolate Grade experts.
Therefore, Divine Generals were still his primary target. Su Xiaobai would not let a single lone Divine General escape—not even enemies wounded and retreating from the battlefield. In his eyes, they were all fish that had slipped through the net.
Around the shattered Demon Sealing Altar, as many as thirty million powerful guards had gathered.
A fanatic blaze erupted rapidly among the masses. Formations of Eight Hundred Guards surged forward like countless sharp blades, stabbing straight into the enemy army's heart!
"Kill!"
Across the boundless sky, only the army's battle cries remained. The overwhelming waves of sound flattened everything and shook the entire space, to the point that every scene within sight trembled!
A battle on such an enormous, utterly inconceivable scale might be called a calamity, though that seemed somewhat blasphemous. Su Xiaobai would rather regard the scene as the artistic impact of violent aesthetics.
The Eight Hundred Guards who had survived to