"These are all battle-ready soldiers of the Azure Cloud Sect, true elites."
Having felt how difficult these Formation Soldiers were to deal with, Ye Tianming could not help frowning, worried about what would come next.
Sun Zhuo's intent was obvious: he meant to use these Formation Soldiers to wear down the Heaven-Slaying Alliance's forces, then send his true experts in like a sharp blade to storm the Immortal Ship and destroy it in one stroke.
Throughout the fighting, the truly mighty experts had remained in the rear, ready to lend their aid at any moment.
For both sides, they were trump cards. Until they acted, they would remain in reserve; once they did, they would decide the course of the entire war.
But before long, Ye Tianming saw the situation rapidly deteriorate, already showing signs of tipping toward the Azure Cloud Sect.
Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that the Azure Cloud Sect's strength had far surpassed theirs from the very beginning. They had never had any chance at all.
Now, relying on the experts already fighting was no longer enough. If their Heaven Tier fighting forces did not act, they might never get another chance.
Yet if they did act... the Azure Cloud Sect had no fewer Heaven Tier fighters, only more!
A little while later, several screams suddenly rang out in succession amid the crowd.
Three more Earth Rank General-Rank Warriors from the Heaven-Slaying Alliance fell one after another.
They had misjudged the strength of the Formation Soldiers before them. A moment's carelessness had left them trapped deep within the enemy formation, where dozens of elite experts surrounded and attacked them.
Although they killed nearly ten Formation Soldiers in their final, desperate struggle, they were ultimately swallowed by a blaze of divine light imbued with