With two left, the leader of the Redfire Python Clan and the Thunder Marsh Cloud Kun teamed up to engage the fourth.
Neither was at the Nirvana Stage, but together, two beings at the peak of heavenly dharma form could temporarily hold off one Nirvana Stage member of the Gold-Eater Clan.
The fifth was surrounded by the remaining members of the Jupiter Demon Race. Six or seven high-level demonic beasts attacked at once, raining every kind of attack down on that Gold-Eater. They could not kill it, but it could not break free either.
The high-level battlefield had stabilized.
Chen Siyao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She turned toward the ground battlefield, where more than two hundred thousand low- and mid-level Gold-Eaters remained. The human armies were still fighting them.
This battle would go on for a long time yet.
A day and a night.
An entire day and night of fighting.
The number of Gold-Eaters on the Mongolian Grasslands fell from three hundred thousand to two hundred thousand, then a hundred and fifty thousand, a hundred thousand, fifty thousand...
Then their numbers plummeted.
Without Summers and the five Nirvana Stage Gold-Eaters to command them, the low-level Gold-Eaters began to scatter.
They no longer charged in groups, fighting on their own instead. Some even started fleeing, flying into the sky or burrowing underground.
The human armies seized the opportunity.
All their firepower was concentrated on hunting down the fleeing Gold-Eaters.
The aerospace strike groups of various nations patrolled at high altitude, shooting down every Gold-Eater that tried to escape the atmosphere.
Ground troops swept through each sector, leaving no corner unchecked.
Xiao Wuwang took four hours to kill the Nirvana Stage Gold-Eater facing him. His method was simple and brutal: tear it apart by force.
He smashed its shell