One ferocious beast after another fell, and wisps of blood essence drifted from their corpses, flowing along the Blood Chain into Qin Yan's body.
Though that blood essence was not as pure or abundant as that of a Half-Step Grandmaster, it made up for it in sheer quantity.
Drops filled a bucket; grains of sand built a tower. It continuously nourished Qin Yan's body.
The more Qin Yan fought, the braver he became, and the fatigue in his body gradually weakened.
The sense of weakness caused by the Formation's aftereffects was slowly washed away and dispelled by the endless influx of blood essence.
This great battle lasted a long time.
From afternoon to dusk, from dusk until nightfall.
As the sun set and twilight descended, the clouds on the horizon were dyed a dark crimson, reflecting the blood flowing across the battlefield.
The sounds of slaughter, screams, and beastly roars rose and fell across the battlefield without end.
"Boom—!!!"
A deafening crash rang through the heavens!
Zhao Qingyun and the Ironback Grey Wolf appeared high in the sky.
At that moment, the Ironback Grey Wolf's body was covered in wounds of varying sizes—deep gashes torn open by sword intent, bloody holes pierced by sword qi, and bruises left by the Golden Body Dharma Image's strikes.
More than half of its scales had shattered, exposing the mangled flesh beneath.
Its aura had also weakened considerably. Clearly, it had suffered serious injuries in the battle.
Zhao Qingyun's golden body had also dimmed greatly—the azure phantom that had once shone brilliantly now gave off only a faint glow, its outline blurred as though it might dissipate at any moment.
The Ironback Grey Wolf swept its gaze across the battlefield. Seeing the ferocious beast corpses scattered everywhere, the four Great Fierce Beasts lying in