The sacred artifacts of the various races' Holy Spirits were deployed one after another, bolstering the Human Race army in its fight. On top of that, two Colossi and eight Ninth-Order Small Stone Clan warriors charged recklessly through the battlefield, while hundreds of millions of Small Stone Clan soldiers held firm in their disciplined formations. The number of Mo Cult casualties on the battlefield far exceeded the combined losses of the Small Stone Clan and the Human Race by several times over.
At one point, many of the Human Race's powerhouses even glimpsed hope of victory.
But that hope was quickly dashed.
The eight Ninth-Order Small Stone Clan warriors, who had been forming a formation to slaughter the enemy, seemed to receive some kind of summons. Their auras linked together, and they carved a bloody path through the Mo Cult army's ranks before plunging into the boundless darkness, vanishing from sight almost immediately.
No one knew where they had gone.
But that was the direction Zhang Ruoxi had gone earlier, and from that direction, faint but heart-stopping aftershocks were still radiating outward.
Atop the battered and ruined Pure Yang Pass, Mi Jinglun's heart sank. He realized that Zhang Ruoxi had likely run into trouble.
Given the tremendous strength Zhang Ruoxi had displayed before, the only being in this world capable of giving her trouble was most likely Mo's true self!
The Primordial Heavenly Restriction had fallen, Mo's true self had awakened, and this war had reached its final and most critical juncture.
The departure of the eight Ninth-Order Small Stone Clan warriors significantly reduced the pressure facing the Mo Cult's powerhouses.
Previously, these Small Stone Clan bodyguards had charged through the Mo Cult army, specifically targeting Domain Lord-level powerhouses and above. Many King Lords had fallen to their hands as a result.
Now that the Ninth-Order Small Stone Clan warriors had left this part of the battlefield, although the two Colossi were still wreaking havoc, their efficiency in killing Mo Cult powerhouses was far inferior to that of the eight Ninth-Order Small Stone Clan warriors.
It ultimately came down to size.
In terms of individual strength, the Ninth-Order Small Stone Clan warriors were naturally no match for the Colossi. But the Small Stone Clan warriors were the same size as ordinary people, making them agile and nimble. Once one of them set its sights on you, even a King Lord could not escape.
But the Colossi were different. The two of them were simply too massive. While their attacks were unmatched in sheer power, they lacked agility.
Each time the Colossi struck, swathes of Mo Cult soldiers perished, but some of the stronger ones among them could still escape if they reacted quickly enough.
This meant that after the eight Ninth-Order Small Stone Clan warriors departed, the King Lords on the battlefield had far fewer constraints and could do far more — such as banding together to besiege the Human Race army!
The Mo Cult had come to a realization: while this war was primarily waged by the Small Stone Clan army, the root cause lay with the Human Race. Compared to the hundreds of millions of Small Stone Clan soldiers, annihilating the Human Race — numbering only in the millions — was naturally much easier.
If they could wipe out the Human Race entirely, then no matter how many losses they suffered, this battle would still be a resounding victory.
With so many Mo Cult powerhouses targeting them, the Human Race army suddenly found the pressure crushing like a mountain.
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Deep in the void, the battle between Zhang Ruoxi and Mo raged fiercely. For the first time in countless ages since the creation of the world, the collision of light and darkness shattered vast stretches of the void.
Mo seemed to have completely lost his reason. The fury accumulated over countless ages had been unleashed as raw power in this single moment, suppressing Zhang Ruoxi so thoroughly she could barely fight back.
From afar, in the clash between darkness and light within the void, the boundless darkness had already enveloped the light completely. Only at the very center did a faint glimmer of radiance still flicker.
Within the darkness, countless demonic shadows clawed and snarled. That feeble light could be extinguished at any moment.
Even with more than thirty percent of his origin power sealed away, the strength Mo displayed at this moment defied imagination. At the very least, it was beyond what Zhang Ruoxi could handle.
She had previously estimated she could hold out for the time it took an incense stick to burn, but upon actually engaging in combat, she realized she had somewhat underestimated this opponent.
The power of the world's primordial light had long since been dispersed — much of it lost with the extinction of the Holy Spirits. What remained now was only the Solar and Lunar power harmonized through the Tianxing bloodline. In terms of how depleted it was, it was far worse off than Mo.
Mo, on the other hand, grew more ferocious with each exchange. Dense Mo power churned and writhed like living things, threatening to swallow Zhang Ruoxi whole.
This dire disadvantage persisted until the eight Small Stone Clan warriors answered the summons and arrived.
The eight bodyguard Small Stone Clan warriors had broken away from the battlefield and rushed at full speed toward Zhang Ruoxi's location. From afar, their interconnected auras merged with hers, and in the blink of an eye, a formation was complete!
The eight Ninth-Order Small Stone Clan warriors had previously formed the Eight Trigrams Formation, which had already blown the minds of the Human Race's powerhouses.
Had they witnessed the scene unfolding now, they would have had no idea how to express their shock.
For what Zhang Ruoxi and the eight Small Stone Clan warriors had formed was the ultimate Nine Palace Formation!
With Ruoxi as the formation's eye and the eight Ninth-Order Small Stone Clan warriors as its foundation.
In that instant, Ruoxi's already formidable aura surged dramatically, and the situation where she had been suppressed to the point of barely being able to fight back shifted abruptly.
Within the embrace of the boundless darkness, that glimmer of light suddenly expanded, dispelling the dark siege. It began to rival the darkness on equal footing, ceaselessly expanding the territory bathed in light.
Mo noticed this and grew even more furious. Even denser Mo power surged forth from him.