Once again, the two torrents composed entirely of the Human Clan clashed on the Banquan Plain, remaining deadlocked for three days and three nights, yet still no victor had emerged.
Emperor Xuan Yuan and Emperor Yan had both become bloodshot-eyed, striking out without any semblance of strategy. Even their various tribes were reddened in the eyes, completely eroded by the Evil Qi, fighting in chaotic skirmishes, roaring in rage.
Seeing that continuing the battle would reap no Merit, after all, Emperor Xuan Yuan was still but a novice in Deceit, his understanding barely scratching the surface. Rushed combat like this would not turn the tides in his favor.
"Sound the retreat, withdraw the troops!" Emperor Xuan Yuan swept away Emperor Yan's long knife with his spear, spurred the Exotic Beast beneath him to leap backwards, and suddenly roared aloud.
"Wuuu..."
