Compared to the battlefield of the Uniting Dao cultivators, the battlefield at the Fusion Dao level was far larger and even more chaotic, mainly because there were simply too many people.
Over a thousand Uniting Dao Cities from both sides had gathered here. Every city had a large number of Fusion Dao cultivators of its own. Even with some required to remain behind, the number able to fight was still immense.
In such an environment, the Talent Tree Clone could be described as utterly unrestrained. Sword Qi swept out in all directions, killing until it grew numb.
Having just leapt out of a sea of blood, the Clone suddenly turned to look in one direction.
At that location, one of their Uniting Dao Cities was under a furious assault.
Judging by its scale, it was likely a Desolate-tier City. Two enemy Uniting Dao cultivators led the siege, commanding nearly three hundred Fusion Dao cultivators who had formed a fan-shaped partial encirclement around the city. Countless attacks rained down like raindrops.
Since this Desolate-tier City had been docked near Thin Bamboo City, it must have come to rest and recuperate. In other words, it had already gone through a brutal battle. Not only had it suffered personnel losses, but even the Grand Array within the city was damaged and urgently needed repair.
Yet its luck had run dry, for it had encountered such a disaster at this very moment.
At this moment, its Grand Array teetered on the brink of collapse. The light screen was dim, clearly unable to hold out much longer.
It was not the only Uniting Dao City under attack. Many of their cities were suffering the same treatment. The enemy had deployed too many troops this time, their edge too fierce. Not only could their forces sustain