As the Ice Sha Mysterious Tortoise retreated, the suffocating pressure gradually dissipated. Below, the Dragon Clan and the Fierce Beast Army faced each other from afar, divided by a massive ice chasm hundreds of miles wide and bottomless in depth, carved by the invisible qi clash between two Taiyi Golden Immortal powerhouses. Both sides began gathering their troops and withdrawing from the battlefield.
The once-boiling, clamorous Bloody Battle Ice Plain suddenly fell quiet. Only the biting cold wind swept ice slag and the lingering scent of blood across the devastated land with a mournful howl.
"Whew... It's finally over for now." Ao Ye let out a long breath and returned to human form. His golden battle armor was stained with quite a bit of malevolent qi filth, and his face bore the fatigue of the fierce battle, yet his eyes remained bright. After all, the Dragon Clan had held the advantage just now, and the assault squad he belonged to had rendered especially great service. There would certainly be no lack of rewards afterward. At the thought of the great number of treasures soon to be his, Ao Ye's eyes shone, and he no longer felt tired.
Mo Xuan also returned to human form. The radiance of his Seven-Colored Qilin Armor had dimmed somewhat. Looking toward Lin Yan and Kunpeng, who was still regulating his breath, he asked with concern, "Lin Yan, fellow daoist Kunpeng, are you all right? That old turtle's pressure just now was truly terrifying."
Lin Yan shook his head and suppressed the lingering fear in his heart. "I'm fine, only my blood and qi are somewhat unsettled. Fellow daoist Kunpeng's injuries, on the other hand, need rest and treatment as soon as possible." He could sense that Kunpeng's aura had become even more chaotic during the