"Boom, rumble..."
High in the sky, the battle raged in full swing.
Dozens of Divine Repository Realm experts of the Human Race fought fiercely against the Otherworldly Races.
The three most eye-catching battlefields stood out above all else.
Late-Stage Divine Repository Realm experts from the Prison Tiger Bureau, Star Palace, and Divine Firmament Sect fought the Blood Race, Demon Race, and Corpse Demon Sect experts in pairs.
"Where is Marquis Wu'an? Why hasn't he made a move yet?"
The Human Race's defensive line was on the verge of collapse, and people could not help thinking of Li Xuancang.
Li Xuancang's battle several months ago had shaken the world, displaying overwhelming combat power. If he joined the battlefield, he would surely be able to turn the tide.
The Human Race had always placed great hopes on him, expecting him to come and fight.
Yet several months had passed, and Li Xuancang had still not appeared on the battlefield. Everyone's original hopes had completely fallen through.
Nor could people understand why Li Xuancang refused to act.
Judging by Li Xuancang's previous conduct, he could not possibly fear the Otherworldly Races. He should have come to fight.
"Woo, woooo..."
After three days and three nights of slaughter, the Otherworldly Races' army retreated like the ebbing tide.
The Human Race was too tenacious. The Otherworldly Races could not crush them in a single battle, and they too were flesh and blood, needing time to recover.
When the battle ended, the dozens of Human Race Divine Repository Realm experts swallowed medicinal pills. Without even time to rest, they gathered to discuss their next move.
"Everyone, the Otherworldly Races' offensive is growing fiercer, and they are continuously sending reinforcements. Do you have any countermeasures?"
Supreme Elder Zhou, a Late-Stage Divine Repository Realm expert of the Prison