Azure Emperor, Flame Emperor, Willow God, Wentian Master, Ancestor Yang Mei, and the other older-generation experts had unleashed astonishing combat power.
Each of them held back one or two enemy peak Quasi-Saints, fighting until the starry sky shattered and the laws wailed, relieving Lu Chen of enormous pressure.
The war had become the cruelest meat grinder.
Every minute and every second, lives were vanishing.
Countless severed limbs, shattered treasures, and the wreckage of warships floated through the starry sky...
Along with a thick blood stench and despairing resentment so dense they could not disperse.
The Borderless warriors had used their flesh, their souls, and their lives to forge a tragic Great Wall of flesh and blood across the starry sky!
They had blocked wave after wave of the Fallen Dust Alliance's ferocious assaults!
They were trading their lives for precious time for the breakthrough taking place deep within the Red Dust!
One year...
Two years...
The war continued for several years.
Borderless paid an unimaginably heavy price.
Yang Jian was gravely wounded and on the verge of death. His Third Eye had closed, and he had fallen into a deep coma. The Grass Head Gods had fought desperately to drag him back to Borderless.
Sun Wukong was covered in blood, looking like a blood-soaked man. Even the Golden Cudgel had developed fine cracks.
His own strength had been exhausted, and his severe injuries had forced him back into his true form. He was unconscious, carried by Zhu Bajie as they fought their way back.
Geng Xiangjin's White Tiger divine body had nearly been shattered. He had barely a breath left and was at death's door.
Huang Yu'er's Phoenix True Fire had dimmed until it was nearly extinguished. One of her wings had almost been torn off completely, and she had