The attacks from the Radiant Crossbow Formation came in an endless stream. The dragon race's methods blocked most of the bolts, but some slipped through the gaps between the drumbeats. The dragon generals stopped a portion of them, while others struck the dragon warriors, whose muffled groans rang out one after another.
Very few dragon warriors fell outright. Most were wounded.
These minor injuries did nothing to dampen their morale. Instead, their blood qi was roused, and the drumbeats washed over their Primordial Spirits, driving their fighting spirit ever higher.
Radiance swept forward with wave after wave of bolts, the attacks never letting up. More and more dragon warriors were gravely wounded or fell beneath the bolts. In the blink of an eye, the casualties had already exceeded several hundred.
On the battlefield as a whole, several hundred casualties were insignificant. Beyond the destroyed Immortal Army fortress, the Immortal Army holding back the soul tide was now facing its fiercest onslaught. In that same short span of time, its casualties were dozens of times greater than the dragons'.
But considering the relative elite status of both sides, those Immortal Army troops were no match for several hundred members of the Lofty Dragon Army.
The Lofty Dragon Army's vanguard numbered fewer than a hundred thousand. The two sides had yet to engage in close combat, yet in just a few breaths, several hundred had already been wounded or killed. Such losses could not be ignored.
In the current situation, neither side had any way to retreat.
The overbearing drumbeats continued to advance. As the Lofty Dragon Army endured its casualties, the surging sound crashed into the opposing Southern Pill Emperor Guards.
Pfft, pfft, pfft!
The first few ranks of immortal troops felt their blood qi surge almost out of control. Their