The mouse-headed, black-robed monster drew upon the power of the entire formation to deal with Xiang Yi. Dense black needles, like a violent storm, enveloped Xiang Yi's enormous dragon-turtle body. The immense pain forced him to roar.
The crimson-gold blood flames continued to ripple outward. The Sky-Shadow Clan warriors near the camp gazed at the enormous dragon turtle with reluctance. Xiang Yi was using his own body not only to smash open a path of survival for Xiang Chi, but also to shield them and carve out a space where they could live.
If Xiang Yi had not fought with his life, burning and killing with the crimson-gold flames and frightening away large numbers of the immortal army, they would have had to fight the swarming immortal troops to the death by now.
Xiang Yi had protected them for many years, but now he was enduring tremendous agony. His life blossomed like those crimson-gold flames before their eyes, reaching its peak and then fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Boom! Xiang Yi rammed into the formation again and again, enduring countless berserk attacks. Black pillars collapsed one after another with thunderous crashes. More than half of the seventy-two black pillars had been knocked down. Xiang Yi's body also vanished into nothingness amid the crimson-gold flames, leaving only an enormous turtle shell behind.
"Kill them! Avenge Senior Xiang Yi!" Facing the immortal army that charged forward once more, the Sky-Shadow Clan warriors shared a common hatred and threw themselves into the attack with their remaining strength. For a time, corpses piled into mountains and blood flowed like rivers both inside and outside the camp.
"When a great hero is about to rise, his destiny will inevitably be astonishing, and large numbers of loyal elite troops and powerful generals