Chapter 1985 Bewitchment and Altar
Immediately afterwards, the Celestial Array where Ye Zang and Lu Ling were located vanished from its original spot.
When they reappeared, they were already in the heart of the defeated alien army.
In an instant, within a radius of tens of millions of miles, countless alien races were transformed into blood mist, and endless bloodthirsty energy became part of the Netherworld Domain.
With each increase in the size of the Netherworld Domain, the speed at which alien races are slain increases by one unit... and with each increase in the speed of slaying, the size of the domain also increases by one unit...
With the defeat and death of the five level-five gods, all the god-level alien races had already fled and disappeared.
Without the obstruction of the gods, the human formations, following closely behind the two celestial formations, moved like tigers among wolves!
"No need to pursue or kill anyone who hasn't formed a formation. Clean up the battlefield immediately!" Ye Zang's voice came from within a Celestial-Human Formation.
Ninety-nine percent of the hundreds of millions of black-armored and red-armored soldiers were unable to form an ancestral formation due to a lack of amethyst.
At this moment, everyone stopped and, led by commanders of ten thousand, one thousand, and one hundred, immediately began to clean up the battlefield.
Meanwhile, the remaining half of the Yinling Clan warriors also sprang into action...
In fact, since the start of the great war, most of the alien races, including the five level-five gods, have been killed by the Celestial-Human Formation where Ye Zang and Lu Ling were located.
The lower-ranking alien races were all shredded in the sword threads.
Only beings at the demigod level or above can barely leave behind some fragments of flesh and blood and spatial bracelets...
The Yin Spirits are soul-based beings, and after several great battles, their souls have all dimmed.
They need high-grade amethyst to replenish their soul power even more than humans.
Everyone moved very quickly.
Too many alien races died in this battle.
The number is truly countless.
Almost every quasi-god-level space bracelet contains dozens to hundreds of extraordinary amethyst crystals.
Hundreds of gods have died...
The SSS-grade amethyst alone yielded a staggering 70 million!
After obtaining the amethyst, the Yin Spirits immediately began to replenish their souls... while the amethysts obtained by the Humans were all collected together.
In the end, all of them were handed over to Yu Feixing, leaving some for ordinary large formations.
Yu Feixing planned to entrust the rest to the two Celestial Arrays!
Everyone understands.
In a battle of this caliber, if it weren't for the two Celestial-Human Formations...
All soldiers will be cannon fodder!
At this moment, although the Netherworld Domain has reached nearly 20 million miles.
But the battle lines surrounding the entire human territory are incredibly vast.
Soon, the alien army on the battlefield became sparse.
Most of them escaped, while a small number were killed!
At this moment, the growth rate of the Netherworld finally slowed down.
"Suppress the defeated troops; we cannot allow the Netherworld Domain to stop!"
Within the Celestial Array where Bai Wei and Qinglang were located, Qinglang's voice could be heard.
Qinglang understood that although Lu Ling's Netherworld Domain was powerful, its biggest weakness was that once the battles ceased, the baleful energy within the domain would dissipate on its own without replenishment...
He understood even more clearly that the alien army led by the five fifth-level gods was nothing under the Mandate of Heaven.
A stronger alien race will arrive soon.
Qinglang also understood that the Netherworld Domain, with the unlimited support of the alien army, was the true main force of the Red Armor and Black Armor!
The next moment, all the human formations and the Yin spirits immediately sprang into action.
Instead of fighting each other relentlessly, they cooperated to drive the defeated alien troops toward the Netherworld.
But soon everyone realized that while this approach was effective, it was still a drop in the ocean.
As the alien races fled, the area of the Netherworld continued to shrink slowly.
The Netherworld was too vast at this moment; maintaining it every second required the slaughter of tens of millions of alien races...
Ye Zang sensed the shrinking of the Netherworld Domain, and his sword-like brows furrowed.
"Ye Zang, give up, don't waste any more amethyst!"
Lu Ling said, "When the news of the alien race's defeat is sent back, even if there are still ambushes in the nearby alien territory, it will take them a while to get here!"
The alien races on the battlefield cannot possibly hold out until then.
"We have slain five level-five gods. If the alien races return, they will surely be an even more terrifying force!"
Ye Cang said, "Bai Wei and Brother Qinglang can no longer delay us in rebuilding such a large-scale Netherworld Domain!"
"But once the amethyst is used up, how will we deal with the next alien army?"
how to respond?
It seems like either way, it's certain death!
Just then, a faint sound suddenly came from the sky above the battlefield.
It sounded like some kind of ritualistic chant, or perhaps like the murmur of a dream...
Unbeknownst to anyone, one of the core members of the team had fled the battlefield since the battle began.
On the ninth battlefield, Song Xiaojian learned that there was no chance of survival today, so he decided to flee.
If he were to die today, he would never be able to see his sister, Song Xiaodao, again.
This doesn't align with Song Xiaojian's plan for becoming a corpse demon.
But Song Xiaojian didn't go far, worried that Master Zhao would come after him if he found out.
At this moment, seeing the Heavenly Human Formation display its divine power, Song Xiaojian... has returned!
He achieved nothing in this battle.
If Master Zhao finds out, given that kid's ruthlessness, Song Xiaojian fears he'll lose his head...
At this moment, he discovered that his most useless superpower, bewitching, seemed to be able to have some effect...
"Come back, come back...!"
Song Xiaojian stood in the sky above the battlefield, uttering dreamlike murmurs!
"You guys are good, grab your weapons and give that guy a good beating!"
"Look, look! That day, the man was dying. Kill him, and you'll achieve unparalleled merit, living a life of luxury from then on... Come back... Come back...!"
At this moment, an invisible, mysterious rule enveloped the battlefield and gradually spread outwards.
Bewitching is not a lethal ability, and it doesn't have a significant effect on those with strong mental power...
But its biggest advantage is that it consumes very little mental energy compared to combat-type superpowers.
The coverage area is also extremely wide...
Just like when Zhao Yin first met the Corpse Demon Song Xiaojian, who had only recently become a demon, he was able to bewitch his sister Song Xiaodao from dozens of miles away...
Now, Song Xiaojian's mental strength is comparable to that of a first-level god.
On the battlefield, even top-tier pseudo-gods are few and far between.
All the powerful figures have fled!
As the seductive voice echoed in the void, countless alien races instantly seemed to have lost their souls.
First, an SS-level creature, its eyes instantly bloodshot, turned and frantically charged towards the Netherworld Domain...
Next came SSS-level, demigod-level...
As time passed, Song Xiaojian's voice spread far and wide, quickly reaching millions of miles... tens of millions of miles... hundreds of millions of miles...
The alien races from the Netherworld slowly began to gather in greater numbers once more...
I don't know how much time passed... Boom!
At the end of nothingness, a terrifying aura erupted.
It was a huge altar, seemingly more dazzling than a great world.
The altar was covered with the marks of time, and one could vaguely see the endless piles of white bones.
Those bones, who knows how many years they have been dead, each one exudes an aura of antiquity, desolation, and vicissitude.
