He took out a stick of Big Bear, pinched it between two fingers, a flame appeared at his fingertips, igniting the Big Bear. He squinted his eyes and took a puff, then looked in the direction on the ground.
At this time, the battle on the ground had reached a fever pitch.
The Black Xuan Bird Clan and the Nine Heavens Profound Phoenix Clan, with as many as a billion clan members combined, had seen their numbers dwindle from over a billion to less than a hundred million under the encirclement and slaughter by thirty-five True Spirit Tribes.
Moreover.
As time dragged on, more and more warriors from the two great clans were rapidly decreasing under the terrifying combined suppression of the thirty-five True Spirit Tribes.
