The smoke of battle was spreading.
More than a hundred people, including half of the clan heads, were all figures at the Spirit Transformation level or above.
The Western Continent's upper-level combat strength had not all been deployed yet, but it was still enough to gnaw through the five hundred-plus people from the Black Bamboo Sacred Land.
Song Feilan was an outstanding strategist, and she did not let everyone rush over in one swarm.
Because their main objective was still to intercept the enemy.
To buy time for Guo Xiao and the others behind them to set up the formation.
Ji Taichang led twenty people and charged over first from the main boat's right flank. This time, it was not some hollow, empty-headed probe.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of divine abilities came crashing down, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.
A Cloud Boat in the middle exploded instantly, its tough black-iron hull like a shattered block of ice, tilting out in all directions.
The few cultivators inside the boat had yet to react before they instantly turned into blood mist.
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!!"
Seeing that the time was ripe, Song Feilan immediately said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, lead thirty people and outflank their left wing. I will personally cover the rear. We absolutely cannot let their people escape to report to Lu Yuanliang!"
"Yes!"
The prolonged battle continued, and the imperial clan's secret guards kept watch on the battlefield situation at all times.
The chess game Lin Heng had laid out had almost already been completely taken in by the Female Emperor, Jiang Jingyi.
She could even predict his next plan.
"He Qingcang, now that he is to be made alliance leader, are you convinced?"
"With no great casualties, he made the aggressive