Just as the exceptionally cautious cultivators of the two races retreated one after another...
Those allied cultivators of the two races who still remained on the frontlines, greedily seeking more contribution points, were also met with the towering fury of the Purgatory Clan's top experts.
Under the merciless and brutal purge of the Purgatory Clan's priests and divine envoys, One cultivator after another from the two races spilled blood on the spot, falling in swathes like cut wheat stalks.
The stench of blood hanging in the air grew ever thicker.
At the same time.
Screams rang out one after another, echoing across this stretch of sky.
"Ancestor, save me..."
"Disciple, run!"
"..."
"No..."
Hearing those final wails before death, one after another, the allied cultivators of the two races immediately turned deathly pale.
Then.
Having come to their senses, the cultivators of the two races did not dare delay any longer, shooting toward the rear one after another.
Yet how could these allied cultivators of the two races possibly outrun the Purgatory Clan's top experts?
Before long!
Another blossom of blood burst forth.
Puchi!
The fleeing streak of light suddenly halted.
The escape light scattered.
It revealed a Demon Cultivator with prominent horns.
An opening the size of a thumb had appeared in the center of his brow at some unknown time. Threads of blood, mixed with white brain matter, streamed from the wound.
The lifeless Demon Cultivator fell straight down into the void below.
Almost at the same moment.
Blossoms of bewitching blood continuously bloomed within the five-colored mist.
The escape lights scattering in all directions went out one after another.
Like falling meteors, they plunged down in succession.
Just as these top experts of the Purgatory Clan were unleashing a monstrous slaughter...
Suddenly.
They seemed to receive some