Golden Immortals Clash
The tiger-patterned waves in the void became entangled with the several descending blade shadows, like two ferocious beasts twisting and battling in midair.
Yet as far as the armies on both sides were concerned, they had not been greatly affected for the time being. The two Golden Immortal-level paragons seemed to be fighting fiercely right before their eyes, but in reality, it was as though they were locked in combat in another world.
When Golden Immortal-level experts struck at the height of their power, their control over immortal essence was naturally at the pinnacle. Before defeating their opponent, they did not let even the slightest trace of power escape.
However, the entire stretch of void nearby began to tremble faintly as the two paragons fought. The armies on both sides felt as though they were little boats adrift on a raging sea. Although the sea was currently calm, with barely a ripple in sight, anyone could sense that it was gathering strength and could unleash a heaven-shaking storm at any moment, drowning them all beneath the waves. Unless the armies could muster enough formations to withstand the furious tides that might rise at any time, there was no escape.
At this moment, a considerable portion of the Immortal Army, the Sangling Tribe, and the Chihu Tribe forces were still fighting in formations of various sizes. Quite a few others, however, had already been thrown into disarray by repeated violent clashes. Once the battle between the Golden Immortal-level paragons grew more intense, it would likely become impossible for them to keep their power from leaking out as they had at the beginning. The armies on both sides whose formations had already collapsed or become unstable would certainly be the first to be swept into it, and would have