"Kill —"
At this time, Qin Lang seemed to have been affected by the atmosphere of the battlefield. He no longer hid and rushed towards the center of the battle between the two camps. Because at this moment, Qin Lang suddenly realized that the battle between the Nine Heaven World and the Abyss World was something that could only be encountered by chance. To Qin Lang, this was simply a godsend opportunity, because it was very difficult for him to encounter such a good situation in a short period of time. It would give him the opportunity to continuously devour the small worlds of other cultivators to strengthen himself. In many places, it was not easy to find a cultivator who had cultivated a small world, not to mention that there were tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of experts who had cultivated their own small worlds waiting for him.
After this village, he was afraid that there would not be such a shop.
Because of this, Qin Lang changed his mind at the last moment, because he knew that this might be the last battle. When things came to a head, one must be bold. Right now, Qin Lang was bold enough to fight.
The dragon fought in the wild, and its blood was mysterious and yellow!
This battle was truly Dragon Blood of Heaven and Earth.
Roars, wails, explosions … Various elements filled the entire battlefield.
Anyone who was in such a battlefield would inevitably feel how insignificant they were, and could be swallowed up by the waves of this war at any time. Even Qin Lang was the same. Although he had taken the initiative to enter the center of this battlefield, the situation here was much more terrifying than Qin Lang had expected. In the decisive battle between two powerful factions, any individual strength seemed extremely insignificant, because even if it was Qin Lang, it was impossible for him to withstand the wild bombardment of tens of thousands of experts from the small worlds at the same time. If not for Qin Lang having the Undead Shrine, he might have been injured at any time, and might even have fallen.
In the end, the strength of a single person was insignificant. In such a heroic battle, even a true expert would find it difficult to turn the tide. Without defensive items such as Immortal artefacts and Divine artefacts, it would be extremely difficult for them to even hold on for a moment. As for those who failed to hold on, they would die in an instant. There was simply no chance for them to escape. Be it the enemy or their own side, neither side would give them the chance to escape.
Qin Lang was an opportunist here, and there were many other opportunists like him. They all held the concept of seeking wealth amidst danger. In such a battlefield, killing an enemy and devouring a small world of the opponent would allow one's own strength to grow rapidly. As long as one was lucky enough to survive, they would definitely become stronger through this battle.
Once one was injured, the wisest choice was definitely not to run away. That was because an injured person who ran away would be an excellent hunting target for enemies or allies. That was because an injured person would be easier to kill and devour.
Since this was the final battle between the two camps, retreat and escape were not allowed. Therefore, no one from their own camp would be allowed to escape from the battlefield.
Once they were injured, the real choice was to use the battle to heal themselves. Only by devouring weaker existences as soon as possible and healing their injuries as soon as possible could they fight for a chance of survival.
In short, this was an extremely cruel battle. For the experts from both camps, no matter how powerful their cultivation was or how glorious their achievements were, they were completely useless at this moment. At this moment, not only did they have to rely on their strength, they also had to rely on their luck. If they were unlucky, it was entirely possible for them to die here, and no one would be able to save them.
Even though Qin Lang had a Divine Artefact in hand, he was currently in a situation like a small boat sailing in a stormy sea. He could capsize at any time.
After all, this was the center of the battle between the two camps. It was a battle between experts. Even if they weren't experts, they would definitely release their most powerful attacks at this moment, thinking that this was their last chance. Since it was their last chance, if they were destined to die, they would definitely release their most powerful attacks. Perhaps they could still fight for a chance of survival, or perhaps they could even drag an expert down with them.
Qin Lang activated the Spectral Palace with all his might, constantly shuttling back and forth in the center of the battlefield. He constantly sucked the weaker ones into the Spectral Palace, but Qin Lang also had to constantly endure the bombardment from all directions. In this battle between the two camps, there was no room for maneuver at all. Naturally, they would not leave any room for retreat during the battle. It was either you die or I die. Being merciful to the enemy at a time like this would be truly cruel to oneself.
The Spectral Palace could basically help Qin Lang neutralize the majority of the attacks. Even if some of the fellows self-destructed their miniature worlds, they would not be able to harm Qin Lang at all. However, the key was that activating the Spectral Palace consumed a great amount of energy. In particular, he had to ensure that the Spectral Palace's power was maintained at its peak, which consumed even more energy. In addition, although the terrifying explosions from all directions might not be able to break through the Spectral Palace's defenses, they would still give the Spectral Palace a huge boost to its control.
Qin Lang brought about a huge impact. He was like a warrior holding a giant shield. Although the giant shield could block the enemy's swords and arrows, preventing him from getting injured, it also required a lot of strength to completely control a giant shield. Moreover, the opponent's giant shield could block the enemy's attack, but there would definitely be a corresponding amount of power that would be reflected back to the shield wielder.
When the 1,801 arrays in the Undead God Temple were activated to their limits, the amount of Primordial Energy they required was simply incalculable. Hence, this was definitely a huge test for Qin Lang. If he used up too much Primordial Energy, he would no longer be able to support the Undead God Temple's operations, and Qin Lang would immediately be in trouble. Fortunately, Qin Lang had taken in quite a number of divine artifact slaves, which could share a lot of his energy consumption. Otherwise, Qin Lang would probably be dragged to his death here.
However, the greater the risk, the greater the reward. Qin Lang's bold gamble had brought him a great harvest. It was unknown how many cultivators who had cultivated their miniature worlds had been drawn into the Spectral Palace by him.
Apart from Qin Lang, the other powerhouses were not idle either. On the side of the Abyss camp, Barzeb and Fermestow had already taken the lead. One of them was a madman, while the other was an overlord. Together with the elite warriors under them, they were like a sharp triangular blade that pierced into the Nine Heaven World's camp.
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