"That's enough!"
Joy shone in Yuan's eyes.
The war between the Cultivator Faction and the Born Chaos Source Faction had already gone on for an extremely long span of time. Through such endless years, was it possible to maintain high-intensity battle the entire time?
Impossible!
Even with the vast numbers of Born Chaos Source Lifeform Progenitors, even with constant rotations, it was still impossible.
Most of the time, the two sides mainly wore each other down with Daos and maneuvered with formations. Even the Born Chaos Source Progenitors could not maintain their peak state and attack madly forever.
Earlier, Xing Mang had been able to split off countless thoughts to hunt the rear legions precisely because the frontal battlefield had entered a deadlocked attrition phase. The progenitors simply could not keep erupting at full power the entire time.
Lords could not be truly killed.
But Born Chaos Source Lifeforms could potentially be seized upon in a single opening and taken out in one combo. Over the course of this great war, even though the Born Chaos Source Lifeform Progenitors maintained a tenfold numerical advantage, three of them had been killed in return.
A considerable portion of their strength had to be used for self-preservation!
"After you enter the battlefield, you won't be fighting alone either. You'll be cooperating with us. With the support of my formation, you can retreat to the rear line at any time and let someone else take the pressure for you.
"So even in the midst of a great battle, you'll have enough time to catch your breath."
Yuan continued speaking. With a light tap of his fingertip, a vast secret formation diagram flew into Qin Ming's sea of consciousness. "This is the formation the seven of us laid down. You can study it first."
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