After three had fallen in battle, the many cultivators of the Crane Wing Camp visibly became much more cautious. They realized that while the formation was powerful, it was not invincible. If they were not careful enough, they could still die.
Seeing no sign that the formation was about to break, the Insect and Blood Races cultivators gathered around found themselves caught between advancing and retreating. Yet under the Insect Mother's command, they still gritted their teeth and charged forward.
Things had come to this; they could only stake everything on one desperate gamble. There was no room left to retreat!
Meanwhile, under the Insect Mother's dispatch, cultivators of the Insect and Blood Races from nearby were rushing over at top speed. The Insect Mother had clearly realized that below the Fusion Dao level, the formation could exert far too great an effect. If it was not dealt with, their side had no idea how many would die in battle.
At the sight, the Order Official flew into a rage and hurriedly issued orders as well, mobilizing nearby cultivators to come to their aid.
In an instant, the place where Divine Crane was located became the focal point where the forces of both sides clashed.
Within this mere area of several thousand miles, cultivators from both sides were dying almost every moment.
Under such circumstances, even the Crane Wing Camp could not easily extricate itself. Lu Ye could only lead his subordinates in a desperate fight.
Before the great battle began, no one had expected it to develop like this. Yet as they fought, it had somehow become this way. In such a situation, not even the Order Official could control matters, and the same was true for the Insect Mother.
The forces of both sides were continuously pouring into