Xiang Yi and Xiang Chi, the two Dragon Turtles at the Heavenly Immortal level, had been hiding behind the battle formation. They had not joined it directly. Though they both possessed Dragon blood, they were more strongly descended from Demon Turtles and could not merge into the Dragon Clan's formation.
But once the Dragon Clan's formation struck and damaged the replica of the Hidden Nether Pot, the formation of over a thousand elite Corpse Clan warriors before them was doomed to collapse. The two Heavenly Immortal-level Dragon Turtles charged through the breach, their bodies as vast as giant islands, and barreled through the Corpse Clan's elite.
Their massive feet slammed down, and in an instant, several headless white corpses with snowflake patterns on their chests were crushed apart.
Even though the headless white corpses were over a thousand strong and elite, their battle formation had been broken, and they were badly outnumbered. With two Heavenly Immortal-level Dragon Turtles charging among them, they had little hope. The Dragon Turtles' immense, crushing presence bore down on them, suppressing the headless white corpses, who could no longer muster their strength as one and found themselves hard-pressed to resist.
"Make sure every last one of these Corpse Clan members is killed. We can't leave any future trouble behind!" Murderous intent blazed in Ying Lin's eyes.
"I'll go!" Ying Xuanhe broke away from the battle formation and joined the two Dragon Turtles in slaughtering the low-ranking headless white corpses. The Dragon Turtles had little trouble killing them, but these headless white corpses were still elite members of the Corpse Clan. In groups of three or five, or even several dozen, they were many times harder to destroy than when alone. They had to do more than rout the enemy; they had to wipe out every