Xiao Sheng's massacre terrified many Ghost Race martialists, and the massacre clearly did not stop.
The experts of the two races were in a fierce battle at this time, so naturally, no one could stop Xiao Chen. The corpses of the Ghost Race martialists fell from the sky one after another.
Just as Xiao Chen signaled for the massacre of the Ghost Race martialists, there seemed to be a faintly discernible cry in the sky. Then, blood-colored rain fell from the sky.
Rain of blood fell from the sky, which meant that at least a Saint had fallen. However, the martialists of the two races did not care about this. It was very normal for a Saint to fall in a battle of such a scale. Not to mention a Saint, even a Quasi-Saint Great Venerate might fall.
As the rain of blood fell, a spatial crack appeared in the sky. Then, the corpse of a Human Race Saint fell from the void.
It was a Human Race Saint who had fallen. However, in just a few breaths of time, another spatial crack appeared. This time, it was a Ghost Race Saint who had fallen.
The rain of blood in the sky became heavier and heavier, and the corpses of Saints kept falling from the void.
As these Saints continued to fall, there were finally quasi-Saint Great Sovereigns who had fallen.
The first Quasi-Saint Great Venerate to fall was an elder of a Quasi-Saint Great Clan of the Human Race. He only had the cultivation of a Quasi-Saint Great Clan.
Even so, he was a genuine Quasi-Saint Great Venerate. Normally, he would definitely be an overlord. However, at this moment, he had fallen in such a meat-grinder-like battlefield.
Following the fall of the Quasi-Saint Great Venerate, the rain of blood in the sky became heavier, just like a rainstorm on a normal day. The cries from the sky also became louder and louder.
The rain of blood filled the sky, but even so, the battle still had no intention of stopping. Neither the Ghost Race nor the Human Race retreated.
The Human Race had no way out and could not retreat. Because once they retreated, the Ghost Race would be able to drive straight into the Human Race's territory and kill their way into it.
As for the Ghost Race, in their opinion, perhaps it was the pride in their hearts that prevented them from lowering their heads to the Human Race.
After all, since ancient times, the Ghost Clan had always felt that they were stronger than the Human Clan. The Human Clan had always lived under the pressure of the Ghost Clan. There were even a few times in history where the Human Clan had almost been annihilated by the Ghost Clan.
They had never been at a disadvantage in a battle with the human race, so this time, the Ghost Race believed that victory would definitely belong to them.
However, the situation this time seemed to be a little different. Firstly, the Human Race had the help of the Dragon Race. Although the Dragon Race did not give their full support, the arrival of Long Kunyan had indeed made up for the gap in strength between the Human Race and the Ghost Race.
The interference of the Dragon Clan was something that the Ghost Clan did not expect. This was the first reason. As for the second reason, it was Xiao Chen.
After defeating Gui Yantian and forcing him to flee with heavy injuries, who else in the ghost race would be able to stop Xiao Chen?
At this moment, Xiao Chen was like the Grim Reaper, constantly reaping the lives of the Ghost Race cultivators. The Ghost Race could not do anything about it.
The battle continued. Previously, Gui Yantian had killed the Human Race cultivators. Now, Xiao Chen had similarly killed more than ten thousand Ghost Race cultivators. At the same time, this number was still increasing.
Seeing Xiao Chen reaping the lives of the Ghost Race cultivators with a single Jian Yi Sword, the Ghost Race cultivator trapped in the Sky Lock Grand Formation shouted loudly. At this moment, his face was extremely gloomy. If this continued, who knew how many Ghost Race cultivators Xiao Chen could kill in the end?
No one could stop Xiao Chen. Moreover, the battle in the void was becoming more and more intense. Saints, Quasi-saints, and Great Venerables were constantly falling. Moreover, the frequency was still increasing.
Blood rain fell from the sky as if it wanted to dye this space red. The rain that fell on the ground had almost formed a blood-red river. The trees and the land were already dyed red by the blood rain.
Who would have thought that the battle would actually develop into this situation? More than once, he thought of ordering a retreat. However, the Ghost Race Great Saint trapped in the Sky Lock Grand Formation was unwilling to give up.
Looking at the Human Race, he was unwilling to retreat like this. Moreover, if he retreated, it would be even more impossible to defeat the Human Race.
On one hand, he wanted to fight to the death with the Human Race. On the other hand, he was in a dilemma as he watched the Ghost Race cultivators fall one after another.
It was not that he did not dare to fight to the death with the Human Race. It was because during the Hundred Race War, both the Ghost Race and the Human Race had to face more than just each other.
They were not the only two races in the Central World. There were other races eyeing them covetously from the side.
Once they fought with the Human Race here and suffered heavy casualties, their foundation would be damaged. What would the Ghost Race use to resist the other races?
While he was in a dilemma, the number of Ghost Race cultivators who died at Xiao Chen's hands had already reached 20,000.
He'd slaughtered over 20,000 members of the Ghost Race by himself. Moreover, all of them were elites of the Ghost Race. Just like the human race, the weakest amongst the participating cultivators of the Ghost Race was at the Dao King Realm.
Xiao Chen alone had killed 20,000 of these elite cultivators. What kind of concept was this?
Seeing that Xiao Chen was still killing wantonly, the Great Saint of the Ghost Clan, who was trapped in the Sky-sealing Grand Formation, could not help but shout, "Retreat!"
In the end, he still gave the order to retreat. There was no other way. Xiao Chen alone had already suppressed many Ghost Race cultivators to the point of suffocation. If they did not deal with Xiao Chen, the Ghost Race would definitely lose this battle.
No one could stop Xiao Chen. Even Gui Yantian was no match for Xiao Chen. Following the Ghost Race Great Saint's shout, the Ghost Race cultivators chose to retreat without any hesitation.
However, because he was trapped in the Sky Lock Grand Formation, the Ghost Race Great Saint could not retreat even though he gave the order. Of course, outsiders could not enter the Sky Lock Grand Formation either.
Seeing the Ghost Race cultivators quickly retreat, the Ghost Race Great Saint's expression was extremely gloomy. However, he did not say anything. Given the current situation, retreat was the best choice.
While the battle in the outside world ended and the Ghost Tribe retreated, Yin Yangzi, Gui Fen, and the others who were fighting in the void also sensed the changes in the outside world.
In fact, they already knew what had happened when Xiao Chen appeared. Xiao Chen had directly defeated Gui Yantian. This had already caused Gui Mu's expression to turn gloomy. On the contrary, Yin-yangzi was very happy.
Xiao Chen had successfully broken through to the Sage Realm Great Perfection and defeated the Ghost Race's First Holy Son, Gui Yantian. How could Yin-yangzi not be happy?
Gui Mu had previously said that no one in the Human Race could stop Gui Yantian. Now, Yin-yangzi had returned the same words to him. Who in the Ghost Race could stop Xiao Chen?
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