The Qihuang Saliva Rats suffered astonishing casualties as they attacked Yu Xiaoqiao and the other experts, but compared with the enormous swarm as a whole, the losses were still only the tip of the iceberg.
In this short time, tens of thousands of Qihuang Saliva Rats had already fallen to cultivators of the various races.
Yet the rats behind them still surged forward one after another, showing no sign of slowing their attack. Jici, the Berserk Blood-Eyed Lion, the Cliffshade Ghost King, and the other Mahayana and tribulation-transcending cultivators all grew solemn.
They were still some distance from the thunder domain behind them, though it was not far. It would be best if they could drive back the rats before retreating into the domain. But since the swarm had shown no sign of relenting, the cultivators of the various races had no other choice.
The fierce battle continued. The swarm did not slow its assault despite its heavy losses; instead, its attacks on the cultivators grew ever more ferocious, leaving them little chance to catch their breath. Fortunately, they were now relatively close to the Immortal Realm. The immortal aura here not only allowed the human and Demon Race cultivators to unleash greater destructive power, but also helped them recover their vital energy more quickly.
The Ghost Race and Devil Race cultivators, on the other hand, were at a disadvantage. However, everyone had made ample preparations before coming here, bringing various pills and treasures to sustain them. This battle was not yet enough to wear them down, though some, realizing the danger, had already eased up on their attacks.
Swathes of ghost clouds billowed, filled with the roars of ten thousand ghosts. The Qihuang Saliva Rats swarmed through them in great numbers.
Broad waves of golden and silver Buddhist light