I hope to split the world into three
The battle in the southern divine mountain had stopped.
With the arrival of the three soul masters and the two true ancestors of the feather race, the battle between the two sides quickly stopped. All the clansmen began to gather.
A moment later, the people from both sides gathered together. Under the leadership of their respective creation realm experts, they confronted each other in the air.
The Soul Clan's losses were huge. They had lost almost a quarter of their Army of more than thirty million.
The 2.3 billion slave Army was reduced by almost one-third. Of course, a large portion of them had been scattered and ran away, or they had taken the initiative to escape from the battlefield. This was a relatively large proportion.
"Retreat!"
"Retreat!" Soul Lord Chi Ming waved his hand and ordered a retreat.
Then, meishang, Yu ancestor, and the other powerful warriors immediately organized the Army to retreat.