The fierce slaughter raged on as if it would never end.
With every passing second, cultivators fell, turning into cold corpses.
As the battle intensified, the two mysterious forces gained the upper hand. These forces, of unknown origin, weaved through the battlefield, sowing chaos and slaughtering indiscriminately. Though fighting on unfamiliar ground, they were well-prepared and united, gradually taking control of the battlefield.
"Hurry and kill these people! If we don't, a catastrophe will befall us when the time comes!" shouted one True Immortal from the mysterious force during the intense skirmish.
His fellow cultivator from the same side, growing impatient, retorted, "Easier said than done! These cunning fools are already targeting us!"
