A vast territory, tens of thousands of zhang across, was being ravaged by violent energy. Under the combined assault of the three factions, the number of demonic creatures visibly and rapidly declined.
The earth was a chaotic mess, scarred by the onslaught of attacks.
"ROAR!"
Six hours of fierce combat later, the last demonic creature let out a defiant roar before dissolving into the ether forever.
Aside from Qin Wudao and Zhang Yangtian, everyone else slumped to the ground. The relentless battle had left them utterly exhausted, the Spiritual Energy within their Dantians almost depleted.
"Let's rest for four hours to recover our Spiritual Energy. Any objections?" Zhang Yangtian asked, looking at Qin Wudao.
"Agreed!" Qin Wudao nodded faintly and, with the prodigies from the Qin Empire, moved a thousand zhang away to sit cross-legged and cultivate.
