From a bird's eye view, it was clear that masses of Bai Clan members were desperately resisting the Jiuli Clan's onslaught. However, their strength was simply incomparable to that of the Jiuli. Had it not been for a few Bai Clan members with colossal beast companions fighting tooth and nail, their tribe would've been wiped out long ago. Corpses were strewn everywhere, some from the Jiuli Clan but, tragically, many more from the Bai Clan. An aroma of blood smacked one's face upon arrival, and the battlefield was suffused with a brutal aura of carnage.
Qi Yue had killed before, but he had never witnessed carnage on such a grand scale. Just at that moment, he saw a muscular Jiuli warrior lift an elderly Bai Clan member high into the air. With a swift pull of his robust arms, he tore the old man's body into two halves.
The sight triggered a rush of fury within Qi Yue. Telling Wen Ting to keep an eye on Bai Ning, he darted towards the battlefield.
