Chapter 948: Breaking Through
Contrary to Yang Ming's expectations, the fall of the Thunderflame Eagle King, with its hundred and twenty thousand years of cultivation, did not send the morale of its flying-type soul beast army plummeting. Instead, it stirred the ferocity buried deep in their bloodlines. They all hurled themselves at the remaining eight frost dragons, heedless of their lives, determined to tear off a chunk of flesh even if they died.
The battle in the sky remained deadlocked. Amid furious dragon roars, soul beast corpses frozen stiff as rods fell from above, accompanied by scattered dragon scales and filthy dragon blood. Although each of the eight remaining frost dragons rivaled a ferocious beast with a hundred thousand years of cultivation, this assault of ants devouring an elephant inevitably bogged them down, making it difficult to break the stalemate anytime soon.
Beyond the struggle for control of the skies, under the unified direction of the soul beast commander Demon Spirit, the soul beasts in the rear dragged their entire families onto the front lines. Their endless reinforcements supported the soul beasts already on the verge of collapse, miraculously allowing them to withstand the combined onslaught of the Imperial Allied Forces and the Undead Legion. There were even faint signs that they were gathering strength for a counterattack.
If they succeeded, the strategic advantage Yang Ming had painstakingly created would vanish into nothing.
As the saying went, the first surge of momentum was fierce as a tiger. If this battle faltered, recovering today's gains would become exceedingly difficult.
At that thought, Yang Ming spoke to Ice Empress behind him without turning his head.
"Go down there and punch through the soul beasts' front line."
A trace of conflicted emotion flashed through Ice Empress's beautiful eyes. Whatever else might be said,