Before their eyes stretched a sea of white-bone warships, their masts nearly blotting out the sky. Layer upon layer of Ghost Race warships surged through the clouds, leaving even Nishang and the other Demon Cultivators and great cultivators stunned. The human cultivator army was no smaller than the Ghost Race's. Like two mighty rivers, the armies crashed together in a slaughter that extinguished all life. The Ghost Race's ghoul-head cannons and the human cultivators' spirit cannons fired brilliant beams of light, while the ghoul-head cannons' black death rays formed rows of sharp sawteeth, as if they meant to slice the whole world into countless pieces.
Even Mu Feng Nishang and her companions, who had experienced the great war between the humans and demons in the Blue Demon Sea, couldn't help turning pale with terror at the sight of this battle between the human and Ghost Races, which blotted out the sky.
"Move! Retreat toward those ancient ruins!" Mu Feng Nishang had no intention of getting caught up in such a fierce battle. After the black water receded, a cluster of ancient buildings stood near where the Dinghuang Cauldron fragment had fallen. Their uneven roofs and walls had long since been eaten away by the strange black water, leaving them pitted and broken.
"Great Qi and the Xiang Kingdom. The two nations actually joined forces to fight the Ghost Race." Though Lu Xiaotian had withdrawn a step ahead of time, the battle between the two sides was so vast that he had still been swept into it. Even so, he wasn't near the heart of the fighting. He dodged a ghoul-head cannon blast and spotted the banners of Great Qi and the Xiang Kingdom among the human army. He couldn't help feeling surprised.
Among the immense human and Ghost Race armies,