Saints also began to fall. Both the Demon Race and the Human Race were shocked by this. What were Saints? They were the strongest experts of the two races. They were the strongest fighting force of the two races.
Yet, such a powerful expert was still killed by someone.
The rain of blood continued to fall from the sky, and the sound of sobbing continued to faintly enter everyone's ears.
Under the cover of the blood rain, the battle did not stop. In fact, after three days of fierce fighting, both the Human Race and the Demon Race were exhausted. Everyone was holding on to their last breath.
Even the Demon Race, who were naturally warlike, found it difficult to persevere. However, no one dared to retreat. Before receiving the order to retreat, no one dared to take a step back. Because once you retreated, the other party would definitely press forward. At that time, you could only return in defeat.
This battle could be said to have hit the full force of the Human Race and the Demon Race. In the end, after four days, the Ancestors of both sides finally gave the order to retreat.
At the same time, the Ancestors of both sides had no choice but to give the order to retreat.
Not to mention how they were feeling after four days of intense battle, the Saints, Sage-to-Sages, and ordinary warriors from both sides were already exhausted by this time.
Their spiritual energy and demonic aura had been exhausted. From afar, the millions of people looked like gangsters fighting in a stone well. They no longer had powerful martial techniques, nor did they have any soaring demonic aura or spiritual energy.
Everyone was exhausted and could not fight anymore. The Ancestors of both sides knew that it was enough for them to fight to this point. Both sides needed to rest, and it was meaningless to continue fighting.
After the order to retreat was given, both sides tacitly chose not to continue fighting. They retreated in two different directions.
After four days of fierce fighting, everyone just wanted to have a good sleep. They had no other thoughts.
No one continued to fight. The two clans retreated from the battlefield at the same time. However, although both sides retreated at the same time, they didn't retreat too far. They only retreated three hundred miles before they began to set up camp. Obviously, there was still a battle to break out.
Retreating three hundred li could only be said to have withdrawn from the battlefield, but it was not a complete withdrawal. The Human Race did not return to the ZhongTian camp, and the Demon Race did not return to their main camp. Just like this, the two sides set up camp on both sides of the battlefield, looking at each other from afar, licking their bleeding wounds while waiting for the next battle to come.
After the battle, the survivors retreated from the battlefield far away from Mianyang, leaving behind countless corpses.
One day after the battle ended, both the Human Clan and the Demon Clan sent several teams to the battlefield to collect their corpses.
A strange scene appeared. The two teams met on the battlefield, but they did not attack each other. They just lowered their heads and silently collected the corpses of the fallen.
Countless troops shuttled back and forth on the battlefield, and the corpses were transported back to the temporary bases of the two clans.
It really took three days for the corpses on the battlefield to be cleaned up. However, although the corpses that covered the mountains and plains had disappeared, the ground had become blood-red at this time.
The once green grassland had disappeared, and in its place was a desolate scene. The blood-red ground exuded a faint smell of blood, and the blood-red color was as if it had been dyed red by blood. No matter how one washed it, there was no way to wash it clean.
After the battle, all kinds of work were carried out in an orderly manner. The corpses were collected and transported back to the rear. The Human Race transported the corpses of the warriors who died in the battle to the other three provinces, and handed them over to their relatives.
The Demon Race also transported the corpses of the warriors who died in the battle back to the Northern Demon Continent through the blood gate for burial.
It seemed like a short four days of bloody battle, but after the battle, both sides needed time to lick the wounds left behind. For several days, whether it was the Human Race camp or the Demon Race camp, the atmosphere was dignified.
After experiencing such a bloody battle, not only the Human Race, but even the warlike Demon Race had fallen into silence. Those companions who were once together with them, who were drunk with them, might have completely left them in this battle. Many of them didn't even leave behind their corpses.
The armies of the two clans were like two dormant beasts, quietly creeping on the plains in the east of the Sacred Yin Continent, looking at each other from a distance of nearly a thousand miles. While licking their wounds, they were preparing for the next great battle, preparing for another round of slaughter.
Time passed in this quiet and dignified atmosphere. In this short period of peace, both sides were constantly replenishing their forces.
The Human Race once again mobilized their troops from the other five garrisons, as well as the three provinces in the rear, to reinforce them, while the Demon Race continued to send reinforcements to the Heavenly River Continent through the blood gate.
Fresh blood was constantly flowing into this dormant beast, and these new troops obviously didn't know how fierce this battle was. At this moment, they still seemed a little relaxed, but it was believed that their views would soon change.
The reinforcements of the two clans continued to pour into the plains in the east of the Sacred Yin Continent, and when both sides were ready, the bloody battle would break out again.
Unknowingly, half a month had passed, and at this time, Xiao Chen, who had been unconscious for half a month, finally woke up.
Back then, Xiao Chen had fallen into a coma because of the never-ending shockwaves that erupted from the space collapse. This was also considered a growth. After all, the power of the space collapse was not something that could be resisted by warriors below the level of Saints. Xiao Chen had cultivated the Tempered Body of Battle. If it had been anyone else, they would have died long ago.
It could be said that this injury was the most serious injury that Xiao Chen had ever sustained, and such a serious injury naturally made Qin Shuirou and the other two women worried to death. Even Chen Ling and Long Qing were somewhat at a loss. Even the Patriarchs like Randeng Kosei personally came to visit Xiao Chen.
The three women had been guarding Xiao Chen all this time. Every day, there would be at least one woman watching over Xiao Chen. At this time, when they saw that Xiao Chen was slowly waking up, the three women, who were originally whispering to each other, immediately gathered around him.
Seeing Xiao Chen's pale face, Qin Shuirou was the first to speak. She was no longer as cold as before, and her eyes were full of worry as she said, "Husband, how are you? Don't scare me."
"Wuu … Big Brother Xiao Chen." As Qin Shuirou spoke, Gu Lingyao directly burst into tears. On the other hand, Hundred Flower Fairy didn't say anything, but the worry in her eyes was no less than Qin Shuirou's. This was enough to explain everything.
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