In the shattered heart of Yingzhou, a dazzling curtain of light enveloped an area a thousand miles across, preventing anyone outside the formation from discerning what lay within.
Inside the curtain, multicolored spell-light filled the air, razor-sharp Sword Qi crisscrossed, and graceful silhouettes of immortals and gods tangled together. Space lay in tatters, and vital energy raged. These were the shock waves produced as the tremendous forces gathered by the two factions collided. Even beings as mighty as immortals and gods dared not leave their formations and enter the battlefield lightly, lest the utterly chaotic forces tear them to pieces.
Seeing that the prolonged battle had yielded no decisive result, the immortals and gods knew that although they held the advantage and had beaten the Great Huan Faction into helplessness, their superiority was not absolute. Completely annihilating the Great Huan Faction was not something they could accomplish quickly. After a moment of contemplation, the strategist Fan Zeng reminded their leaders, "End this battle quickly! If my judgment is correct, the fighting in China should already be over. Emperor Jian Shang is holding his ground to the death because he is likely waiting for reinforcements. Once they arrive, they will only introduce more uncertainty!"
The leaders of the immortals and gods fell silent. Before the decisive battle, they might have dismissed mortal armies. After the battle in Kyoto Prefecture, however, no immortal or god dared underestimate an army's strength!
Human-wave tactics, combined with military command and China's formations, truly could produce a cumulative effect. Even if each immortal or god could fight a hundred thousand soldiers, they would still perish bitterly amid an army of a million or ten million!
"To withstand the siege of a thousand immortals and gods and tens of thousands of loose immortals with several million mortal