The slaughter continued at once, surging toward the Dragon Clan in a furious onslaught!
The Wu Clan joined the fray. In the distance, Hong Yun flew in amid the slaughter, battle cries ringing around him!
The Asura Army had arrived. The battle-hungry Shura were thrilled by the fighting before them! To them, slaughter was the path to greater strength. They loved to kill, and they loved to fight!
Great Brahma seemed to have been reprimanded—or perhaps he had learned something. He looked toward Ren beneath the Black-Yellow Pagoda and cupped his fists. "Lord Ren... the Shura Race has come to your aid!"
His courteous words prompted Ren to return the gesture. "Thank you to the Asura Clan for your help!"
Great Brahma nodded and raised a hand. "No need for thanks, Lord Ren! The Ancestor hasn't come this time; he only sent us. But he said that whenever you need him, he'll rush here at once!"
Ren smiled. "Please thank Ancestor Minghe for me!"
Great Brahma gave a polite nod and said no more. He waved his arm and barked, "Shura Legion, slaughter the Dragon Clan! Avenge Lord Ren!"
In moments, countless members of the Asura Clan plunged into the battlefield and launched a savage assault!
The slaughter raged on. Cries of anguish echoed without end as countless dragons wailed!
Severed limbs and flowing blood had already stained the vast East Blue red!
But was that all there was to this war? Dragon armies were flying in from the other three seas, one after another. The sheer number of the Dragon Clan's troops was plain to see!
This war had been provoked without any real preparation, yet it was no less fierce than the great battle in Northern Jambudvipa!
Of course, that battle had drawn out far more powerful figures—even