Prince Zixia's withdrawal, along with that wood-attribute cultivator's departure, reduced the original twelve Deity Transformation cultivators to ten. Yet none of those ten chose to leave.
They had previously unleashed spells and sword qi in a relentless bombardment to exhaust Akatsuki's spiritual energy. If they withdrew now, wouldn't all their previous efforts have been in vain? Thus, they chose to remain within the formation's suppression zone and continue trading spells. Though their cultivation had been suppressed, the spiritual energy within their bodies had not decreased. The small amount of spiritual energy consumed by casting spells was negligible to them.
After Prince Zixia and the wood-attribute cultivator left the formation's suppression zone, their cultivation immediately returned to the Deity Transformation stage. Then, using the strength of Deity Transformation cultivators to heal themselves, their injuries had completely recovered in less than fifteen minutes, and they rejoined the battle.
That was their advantage!
After all, these people's true cultivation was at the Deity Transformation stage, while the formation's suppression zone was too small. They could withdraw from battle and recover at any time. Wearing Akatsuki down to death was merely a matter of time.
This was also why no one thought highly of Akatsuki.
As the battle remained deadlocked and both sides sank into an ongoing war of attrition, more and more people gathered at the scene.
One group in particular drew enormous attention. Even the Deity Transformation cultivators fighting within the formation's suppression zone could not help looking over.
At the very front walked an incomparably beautiful young woman in a dark green dress. Her skin was fair as jade cream, and a faint smile rested in her beautiful eyes as she casually surveyed the situation on the battlefield.
Behind her was a grand procession of no fewer than a hundred cultivators,