The great melee showed no signs of tipping decisively in either side's favor.
The Devil Race fighters were certainly formidable, but with Tang Yunting, Feng Wanqing, and the other elites giving their all, they could hold their own without falling behind.
Besides, the heart-wrenching scene by the river valley earlier had filled everyone with boundless fury. Sometimes, that anger could be turned into strength.
At that moment, under Tang Yunting's vast and unfathomable Soul Power, he was still handling two peak Spirit Lord Realm opponents with ease. After breaking through to the Spirit Lord Realm and advancing the flames of the Dark Flame Art to the sixth level, Sea Heart Flame, Feng Wanqing was also facing two mid-level Spirit Lord Realm opponents without the slightest difficulty.
Of course, the one who had the greatest impact on the melee as a whole was the Formation Master, whose skill was far from ordinary.
The formations Xi Boyun laid out might have had limited offensive power, but with the Divine Soul Crystal Stone, he could continuously feed them pure, concentrated Soul Power and keep them from being destroyed. This gave many of the Devil Race fighters a serious headache.
After all, even while fighting, they had to stay alert for attacks from unexpected angles. As long as they were inside the formations, they could not escape the restrictions imposed on them. His constant disruptions also eased the pressure on Tang Yunting and the others.
Xi Jing stood in the center of the formation, his calm expression touched with a hint of gravity. He had not made a move since the battle began, because his task was to protect the two gravely wounded people.
But as a Formation Master, he could take part in the battle without directly engaging the enemy.
Half an incense