In an exceedingly short time, Liu Changxu had slain two Blood Race Tribulation Transcendence experts in succession, instantly sending the Human Race's morale soaring like a raging fire.
Excitement and fervor shone in the human cultivators' eyes as they raised their Magical Treasures high and erupted into deafening cheers.
The Blood Race, however, felt as though a thunderbolt had struck from a clear sky. Their arrogant swagger was instantly extinguished, and they exchanged looks filled with panic and fear.
The Blood Race expert at great perfection Tribulation Transcendence who was locked in fierce combat with Liu Changxu glanced at his fallen companions. This is bad, he thought.
He knew full well that his side had already lost all hope of victory. If this stalemate continued, they would likely suffer even heavier losses.
Without the slightest hesitation, he made an immediate decision and let out a piercing whistle, issuing a retreat order to the Blood Race in their own distinctive way.
Yet just as he issued the order, the Silver Mirror Light shooting from the Ruyi Void-Mystic Mirror above Liu Changxu's head worked in close concert with the Red Lotus Immortal Swords. Bolstered by its light, six immortal swords abruptly accelerated severalfold and hurtled toward a Blood Race expert at the middle Tribulation Transcendence stage, moving almost as though by Instantaneous Teleportation. Before the expert could react at all, the six swords pierced straight through him. His body flew backward like a tattered kite and slammed heavily into the ground, lifeless. Everything happened so suddenly and so swiftly that every Blood Race expert present was left speechless, their hearts filled with horror.
Because of this, upon receiving the retreat order, the Blood Race Tribulation Transcendence experts were like birds startled by a bowstring. They desperately unleashed every means at their disposal