The once extraordinarily resilient immortal army, which had still been struggling to hold its ground, suddenly collapsed. Their morale plunged from its peak to rock bottom.
They had fought for their Immortal Lord. Now that he was dead, who could they fight for?
Continuing to battle the Dragon Clan was no different from walking into certain death. Millions of Netherstar Immortal Army soldiers scattered like birds and beasts.
A considerable number fled toward the exit of the Buddha Abyss. Most wanted to escape in that direction.
But the Dragon Clan's army did not relent out of sympathy for their plight. Instead, it split into several forces and charged in every direction, striving to kill as many of the immortal soldiers as possible.
Under the Dragon Clan army's merciless pursuit, only a small portion managed to flee toward the Buddha Abyss exit. Most were cut off.
Among them were many clearheaded, level-headed immortal officers. Seeing that escape from the Buddha Abyss was hopeless, they fled deeper inside without hesitation.
Their only hope now was to join forces with the factions of Immortal Lord Shi Jing, Ghost Lord Black Mountain, and the other powerhouses.
But with millions of soldiers collapsing all at once, only a relatively small number were destined to escape the battlefield.
The Dragon Clan had less than a million soldiers. Their strongest fighters were formidable, but keeping the entire Netherstar Immortal Army there was simply unrealistic. They could only prioritize their targets and kill as many enemy soldiers as possible.
They had fought no shortage of formidable foes, but strictly speaking, this was the first Immortal Lord's personal army they had ever annihilated. Their previous opponents had also included extremely powerful fighters, but their standing was ultimately different.
As the Dragon Clan army wantonly sowed death, an unspeakable grief