"Hmm, three Eight-Star Dou Sheng controlling three Gates of Dead Silence—they should be setting up the Death Realm formation, but it seems one gate is missing. Heh heh, Hun Tiandi, is this your trump card?"
At the instant the two clashed, one of them let out a light chuckle of unclear meaning.
"Humph!"
The other suddenly thrust out a jade-white hand and struck lightning-fast at his opponent's chest, only for his old rival to block it with practiced ease. The two separated immediately afterward.
"Humph, a bunch of fools."
Hun Tiandi, standing with his hands behind his back, unleashed his vast Emperor Realm Soul across the entire battlefield. Yet he found no trace of Hun Yuantian, and he immediately realized that Hun Yuantian had already met an unfortunate death.
"It seems Gu Lie and the others did well. They even found those old fellows you dug out from who-knows-which graves. I suppose your plan to wipe out the Allied Forces in one stroke has fallen through. Why not stop here?"
Gu Yuan swept his terrifying perception downward, and the situation across the entire battlefield became clear to him at once.
The Soul Clan's three Eight-Star Dou Sheng controlling the Gates of Dead Silence had already been tied down by Gu Lie and the other two. Under the siege of the Three Immortals of the Ancient Clan and four other Dou Sheng, the remaining two of the Four Demon Saints had also fallen one after another.
The Soul Clan army had likewise suffered nearly half its losses under the joint slaughter of the three major factions among the Five Clans and One Mansion. The alliance's intended objective had already been achieved; it was time to withdraw after victory.
If Gu Yuan's heart was filled with boundless delight at this moment, then