?Yellow Oriole Lurking Behind
"Rumble..."
Heaven and earth collapsed, and the sun and moon lost their light.
Screams rang out without end, as if they had risen from hell.
Seeing one Quasi-Supreme after another fall, Bi Fan felt his heart ache.
There were too many powerful fighters. Bi Fan couldn't step in to subdue them, and he didn't even dare make a rash move to collect their souls.
If he startled them, they might stop fighting.
That was the last thing Bi Fan wanted. He wanted both sides to fight to the death so he could sit back and reap the spoils.
Heng Tuo was fearsomely powerful, sweeping all before him. Even the Demon Race's top Quasi-Supremes were no match for him.
He was the Undying Race's spearhead, driving straight into the heart of the Demon Race and throwing their ranks into chaos.
As time passed, both sides suffered heavy casualties.
The Demon Race, in particular, couldn't withstand the enraged Undying Race and Demon Race fighters. They fought with their lives, and their losses were enormous.
In less than an hour, the Demon Race had lost more than two hundred Quasi-Supremes, while the Undying Race and Demon Race had lost more than a hundred between them.
The Undying Race and Demon Race still had more than two hundred Quasi-Supremes left. They continued charging into the fray, hoping to kill more of the Demon Race.
The Demon Race fighters weren't of one mind. After suffering such terrible losses, some began to falter.
As a result, the Demon Race began to show signs of collapse, even though they had held the advantage at first.
Seeing the Demon Race on the verge of breaking, Heng Tuo grew excited. "Kill! Cut a path through them!"
The Undying Race and Demon Race fighters grew even