Su Mo and the Rong Clan had no idea what the Abyssal Race was planning. The Rong Clan continued their slaughter, while Su Mo waited.
The Rong Clan had slaughtered to the point of madness!
Though they could not breach those main cities, their strength was enough to break through some smaller cities and other Abyssal Race gathering places.
Moreover, they ambushed retreating patrols and many Abyssal Race members fleeing toward the main cities.
So long as the Rong Clan discovered them, they would slaughter or suppress them in one fell swoop, stripping away every treasure and resource without the slightest mercy.
Furthermore, as large numbers of Abyssal Race members migrated from the various outer regions toward the main cities, losing the protection of their arrays made them even easier for the Rong Clan to slaughter.
In just a few hours, the number of Abyssal Race members slaughtered by the Rong Clan had already exceeded ten million.
Of course, as time passed, the Rong Clan gradually discovered that there were fewer and fewer Abyssal Race members, until eventually, they could no longer find any.
Those small cities had become empty cities. Vast numbers of Abyssal Race members had gathered within those enormous main cities.
Rong Tian immediately relayed this information to Su Mo.
Thus, Su Mo sent them a message, telling them to gather by his side at once.
Before long, Rong Tian led all the Rong Clan members back to Su Mo's side.
"How were the gains?"
Su Mo asked in a deep voice, his expression somewhat grave.
Because aside from the first time, when the Ancestral Court and ancient city arrays had sent out a group of Abyssal Race experts to provide aid, no one else had emerged from the arrays.
It seemed that there was no longer