"Is it over?"
"Not yet."
As Wang Chuan spoke, he looked up at the sky. Dense Sky Soldiers were gathering in the clouds again. They were like flies—one wave was wiped out, and another came. No one knew how many there were.
Having learned from their earlier mistakes, the Sky Soldiers did not cluster too tightly. Instead, they left gaps between themselves, interweaving like scattered leaves as they swiftly launched another attack on the group.
The "leaves" rained down like droplets. Iron Rain was intercepted once more by the flying swords Wang Chuan had newly created. Li Luo did the same, forming another Ice Blue Death Star in the air. But this time, because the Sky Soldiers were more spread out, many slipped through the net. Mo Ling picked off every last one of those stragglers, and before long, silence returned to the sky.
"Are there more?"
"Yes, but the Sky Soldiers I control have arrived."
Just as the Sky Soldiers in the sky were about to gather, countless high-speed metal Shooting Stars came hurtling in from the other side. They smashed straight into the Sky Soldier Swarm, disrupting their assembly. The caught-off-guard Sky Soldiers were about to strike back when they discovered that the incoming metal Shooting Stars had completely mixed into their ranks. The scene instantly descended into chaos.
The Sky Soldiers began slaughtering one another. As collisions rang out from the clouds, Sky Soldiers were continuously shattered and fell from the sky. Wang Chuan calmly gathered his flying swords into a barrier wall, blocking the falling Sky Soldiers one after another.
"How many do they even have?" Mo Ling asked curiously as he watched the Sky Soldiers appearing from nowhere.
"I don't know the exact number, but there are a lot. Over all these years, the central