A Fierce Battle, Each Using Their Own Means!

"Kill!" "Kill!"

As the Cultivator Faction's vast army charged forth, the Native Camp's army likewise roared and surged forward, their momentum soaring to the heavens.

"Fight!" "Wipe out these fools from the Native Camp!"

The Cultivator Faction took its most powerful War Machines, those on the same level as the Universe Boat, as the vanguard, supported by countless War Machines of lower levels. They unleashed wave after wave of long-range attacks ranging from the peak Eternal True God level to the peak Chaos Master level, striking at the Native Camp first.

The attacks filled the sky and nearly covered the entire battlefield. Wherever they passed, space-time shattered instantly, and the entire battlefield trembled madly. Their power made even the many observing God Kings from both sides feel alarmed.

Faced with the Cultivator Faction's overwhelming assault, the Native Camp naturally did not remain passive. Their many Combined Attack Formations immediately joined forces and launched streams of long-range attacks to meet them.

After battles spanning Endless Years, the two factions had long become enemies locked in an endless struggle. Their accumulated hatred could no longer be resolved. Thus, from the very beginning, both armies erupted with their greatest combat power.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The long-range attacks unleashed by both armies collided like two raging floods.

The Cultivator Faction's War Machines were powerful, but the Native Camp's various Combined Attack Formations were equally profound. Although there was a disparity in the number of troops, neither side gained the upper hand at first.

The immense shockwaves produced by the collision of long-range attacks did not impede either army's advance. They charged through the opposing attacks and rushed forward.

At last, the two armies collided.

Soldier against soldier, commander against commander.

The two factions clashed with their most powerful formations and War Machines as their cores.