The warriors on the battlefield separated again, with only Tang Sen and Mi Yang still standing on the ground while the rest of the Fierce Realm powerhouses all stood in the void, facing each other from afar.
Finally.... Mi Hu let out a breath. The night-long battle had not only seriously injured several Martial Ancestors of the Mi Clan, but even Mi Yang and Mi Hai had used a piece of Xuanji Jade each.
It wasn't that the Tang Clan was really that powerful, but rather that the Divine Armor had too great of a benefit for Tang Sen. Even with the addition of Mi Clan to their side, they only just managed to stop their decline and reach some semblance of balance.
But it was time to end things now. A cold light flashed in Mi Hu's eyes as he shouted towards the Tang Clan's formation, "Great Elder, Sect Head Tang. The flood is about to strike, I wonder whether Tang Clan wants to continue fighting bloody battles with Mi Clan, or would they prefer to ceasefire first?"
