Xiang Wanxu and the others collided with the Corpse Beast once more. Both sides were blasted away, coughing up blood without end.
The many great powers of the Western Universe were especially badly hurt. Every one of them had been shaken into grievous injury, ninety-nine percent of the mana in their bodies depleted. There had originally been three thousand great powers, but after the brutal battle, only eight hundred remained.
Even those left were mostly battered, defeated remnants, their bodies grievously wounded.
Even Xiang Wanxu, Ruth, and the other top great powers of the Lightning Tribulation Realm were incomparably weakened. After all, while saint artifacts possessed immense power, the mana they consumed was equally staggering.
After activating them at full strength dozens, even hundreds of times, no matter how deep their reserves of mana were, they could no longer endure it.
Nor was the Corpse Beast faring much better. Although it possessed an immortal body that ensured it would not die, more than half its power had been depleted, leaving it increasingly feeble.
Its strength had fallen all the way from the Lightning Tribulation Realm and had now dropped to the level of the Golden Core Realm. The dark, sinister energy around its body had weakened by an unknown amount, and it panted heavily.
"Ha ha, damned Corpse Beast! No matter how powerful you are, haven't we still suppressed you?"
"It's already weakened to the extreme. At most, it has the strength of the Golden Core Realm and can no longer contend against us."
"Though we can't kill it, we can seal it away and wait for a Saint to descend and seal it once again."
"We've won this war."
The many great powers were immensely excited. Although this battle had been extraordinarily brutal, with countless dead and wounded, they