The war...No, the slaughter continued.
Shixin and his brothers could be labeled as powerful beings, and had been keeping Ao Bai and his brothers busy. But except them, neither Emperor Xun nor Yu Huo's clone sent out even one powerful being to fight.
On the battlegrounds, the strongest ones among the enemies' commanders were merely at the level of Senior Magi, and the warriors under their commands were just like ordinary human beings. These warriors and commanders charged at Yao Mountain City day and night, dove into the blood sea, then disappeared without a trace.
For several days, Zhu Rong came to the tower to find Ji Hao and tell him that this war was not normal.
Donggong and Ximu had stopped taking any action. They once were saints after all, and they had slaughtered these ants-like enemies for over a month. By now, they couldn't bear to continue doing it.