Under Ji Tianxing's control, the battle between the two sides became endless and never-ending.
Qing Yue Hall's sixty-odd Desolate race Godly Monarchs had only managed to escape a million miles before more than forty of them were killed.
The remaining twenty Godly Monarchs were also covered in wounds. They were on the brink of collapse and death.
Of the one thousand soldiers under Marshal Zuo, dozens of them had died in the battle. Only a thousand were left.
However, these thousand soldiers were excited and spirited. They swore to capture the twenty surviving Desolate race Godly Monarchs.
It was not for any other reason but to capture them back to the fleet and force them to confess!
Qing Yue Hall had sent out a large number of Desolate race Godly Monarchs to capture the soldiers and bring them back to Seven Moons Mountain for interrogation. This way, the soldiers could be proven guilty.
In this way, Qing Yue Hall would have the moral advantage and condemn the soldiers under the Bo Re God Emperor.
However, both sides had suffered heavy casualties from the battle up to this point.
The soldiers sent out by Marshal Zuo followed suit. They captured the Qing Yue Hall's Godly Monarchs and brought them back to the fleet for interrogation.
Even if they could not prove the crimes committed by Qing Yue Hall, they could at least use the Desolate race Godly Monarchs as leverage to threaten Qing Yue Hall.
In short, at this point, both sides could no longer give in.
The twenty surviving Desolate race Godly Monarchs had their strength greatly reduced. It was difficult for them to escape the pursuit of the one thousand soldiers and they were about to lose their lives.
At the most critical moment, another group of Desolate race Godly Monarchs flew across the sky and appeared in front of everyone.
They were more than two hundred citizens of Qing Yue Hall. Most of them were at the Godly Monarch realm, but most of them were low-level Godly Monarchs.
They were the reinforcements sent by the Master of Qing Yue Hall after receiving the news.
The twenty dying Desolate race Godly Monarchs were immediately filled with hope and excitement when they saw more than two hundred of their people coming to their rescue.
They stimulated their potential for survival, unleashed the last of their strength, and rushed north regardless of everything.
When the two hundred plus Desolate race Godly Monarchs from Qing Yue Hall saw that their companions were severely injured, they unleashed all their strength and launched a fierce attack on Ji Tianxing and the soldiers.
Swish! Swish!
Dazzling divine light shone as the two sides engaged in a fierce battle in the sky.
The thousand soldiers, who were seething with killing intent, were blocked by more than two hundred Desolate race Godly Monarchs, causing their pursuit to slow down.
Taking this opportunity, the twenty Desolate race Godly Monarchs that were riddled with injuries finally managed to escape their pursuers.
They were smart. While taking pills and circulating their martial arts to suppress their injuries, they continued to flee.
Because they knew very well that with their current injuries and state, even if they stayed, they wouldn't be of much use. Instead, they would be a burden to their clansmen.
They should cherish the opportunity created by their clansmen. After escaping, they should hurry back to Seven Moon Mountain and report the real situation to the Master of Qing Yue Hall.
Just like that, more than two hundred Desolate race Godly Monarchs blocked Ji Tianxing and company as they engaged in a fierce battle high in the sky.
The twenty Desolate race Godly Monarchs took advantage of the chaos to escape, quickly disappearing into the horizon.
Logically speaking, Ji Tianxing and the thousand soldiers had the advantage in numbers, so they should have been able to defeat the two hundred plus Desolate race Godly Monarchs.
Even if they couldn't defeat them, they could at least protect themselves and retreat to the fleet.
After all, the battlefield where the two sides were fighting was only two million miles away from the fleet. They could return in about two hours.
However, Ji Tianxing would not allow things to develop in this way.
If the soldiers escaped back to the fleet, the Desolate race Godly Monarchs would also return to Seven Moon Mountain, making it difficult for the two sides to continue fighting.
Following that, the matter would most likely blow up, and the Kongming Temple would be the judge.
As such, Ji Tianxing secretly stirred up trouble, causing many of the soldiers to be unable to use much of their combat strength. Soon, they showed signs of defeat.
There were casualties among the two hundred plus Desolate race Godly Monarchs, but the numbers were small and within a manageable range.
On the other hand, the soldiers sent by Marshal Zuo suffered heavy casualties, and their numbers were greatly reduced.
In just thirty minutes of fighting, more than two hundred soldiers had been killed by the Desolate race Godly Monarchs.
As for the Desolate race Godly Monarchs, only a few dozen of them were injured, and less than ten of them died.
If this situation continued, it was estimated that in another two hours of fighting, half of the Desolate race Godly Monarchs would be left, while the thousand soldiers would be wiped out.
Of course, Ji Tianxing would secretly control the situation, so that neither side would be completely wiped out.
With him around, he could ensure that there would always be people from both sides participating in the battle. He would constantly attract more reinforcements to join the battle, allowing the war to continue expanding.
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The Master of Qing Yue Hall, who presided over Seven Moon Mountain, and Marshal Zuo, who presided over the fleet, were both filled with anxiety and anger.
The two commanders were constantly receiving news from their subordinates, so they were aware of the latest battle situation, as well as the number of casualties among their soldiers.
Both sides were truly enraged, and neither side was willing to give in or admit defeat.
Ignoring the fact that they wanted to avenge their soldiers, and ignoring the fact that they wanted to maintain their status and authority in the future, they had to fight this battle for their dignity and integrity.
Qing Yue Hall had no way out, and they could only fight to the end.
As for Marshal Zuo's side, they had already committed a grave mistake, and they could not afford to repeat it.
If the Prajna God Emperor found out that not only had he committed a grave mistake, but he had also lost the battle against Qing Yue Hall, and had even lost thousands of soldiers … he would definitely be severely punished.
Since they had already shed all pretenses of cordiality and declared war, they had to win!
Therefore, Marshal Zuo constantly sent out batches after batches of Heavenly Generals to lead the elite soldiers on the divine battleships to provide reinforcements.
As the battle became more and more intense, the number of soldiers he sent out also increased.
From a few hundred at the beginning, to more than a thousand soldiers, and then to three thousand soldiers at once …
Qing Yue Hall was also under great pressure.
Although Qing Yue Hall was very powerful and had many Immortal Kings, they could not afford to expend so much resources.
However, the battle had already reached its climax, and Qing Yue Hall could not afford to lose. They had to hold on.
Therefore, the Master of Qing Yue Hall could only send out batches of Immortal Kings to provide reinforcements after receiving news that their reinforcements had been defeated and had suffered heavy casualties.
In the beginning, he sent out a team of two hundred soldiers every two hours to provide reinforcements.
Later, he had to send out a team every one hour.
Half a day later, the battle had expanded, and there were already thousands of soldiers on both sides fighting each other. The Master of Qing Yue Hall could only send out a few teams at once.
Just like that, a comical scene appeared.
Two million miles away from Seven Moon Mountain and Prajna's fleet, nearly two thousand elites from both sides were engaged in a bloody battle.
More than a million miles away from the headquarters of both sides, there were also hundreds of people fighting each other.
More than a thousand people were fighting each other eight hundred thousand miles away from the headquarters of both sides.
In the end, the reinforcements sent out by both sides could no longer be bothered to rescue the first batch of people.
They left Seven Moon Mountain and the fleet and flew south as fast as lightning.
They did not wait for them to arrive at the battlefield. Instead, they met on the way and started fighting without saying a word.
This caused the battle between both sides to expand and split into several battlefields.
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