Chapter 579: The Victor is Clear

Nine suns of purplish-black flame hung in the air, unleashing a burst of heat that turned the battlefield into a sea of fire.

As the fires burned, even more of the slimes were incinerated. Particles of ash dissipated into the air and were sucked in by the hapless sura.

Yang Ze sent white mist out to envelop the entire battlefield. Hordes of sharks formed from genetic energy roamed the mist, attacking the sura and the races that had defected from Renhuang.

The shaman of the wood spirits melded with Zhou Ying. In the center of an outburst of green light, Zhou Ying's hair rapidly grew so long it reached her leg, fluttering in an invisible wind.

"[Avatar of the Fae: Earthbound Prison]!" Zhou Ying released all her stored energy at once, causing the ground to quake as thousands of jade-green wood dragons rushed out of the earth.

The dragons shot toward the sura and their allies, petrifying whomever they caught. Against the roaming shark hordes and wood dragons, the sura and their allies were completely unable to retaliate against Renhuang's forces.

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Only when the defectors were forced to fight Yang Ze and Zhou Ying as enemies did they realize how frightening they were on the battlefield. The sharks and wood dragons seemed to spawn endlessly, and there was no end to their barrage.

The defectors shouted in regret, "Please, let us go! We understand that what we did was a mistake—we were wrong to believe in the sura! We're willing to do anything for Renhuang. Please, let us go this once, please, let us go on account of the fact that we were once allies!"

The members of Team Zenith ignored the defectors. If apologies were all it took to resolve a problem, why would wars be necessary?

"[Dance of the Incandescent Wyrm]!" Dozens of dragons brimming with light spawned on the battlefield, attacking both the sura and their allies.

Chaos descended on the defectors.

"It's useless trying to reason with them. If we want to live, we have to defend ourselves against their onslaught!" the leader of the Tangsan race howled as he charged toward the members of Team Zenith.

"[Tiger's Howl, Dragon's Bellow]!" Fang Yi's spear took on the aspect of a dragon of the winds and a storm tiger as he charged forward. The leader of the Tangsan clan swerved to the side, barely avoiding a killing blow.

"[Wind's Spirit]! [Floating Clouds]!" In a flash of wind and thunder, Fang Yi appeared behind the leader of the Tangsan.

"[Heaven's Judgment]!" Wind and storm combined and crackled at the tip of Fang Yi's spear, and a dragon's howl echoed resoundingly in the air. As he manipulated his spear, a tower of lightning crashed down on the Tangsan clan leader.

The leader of the Goldherald clan raged, "I finally understand, I finally do! This was all a set-up to ferret us out! You already knew that there were spies among your ranks, but instead of trying to ferret us out, you concocted this plan to have us betray you of our own accord! Team Zenith, I have to give you credit—you're far more devious than I expected."

The members of Team Zenith had done nothing even as they revealed themselves to be traitors, knowing that they had a trump card that could reverse the tide of war.

The Goldherald clan head laughed at his own naivete and foolishness. "What a devious plan, what a devious plan!"

He regretted what he had done. Why had he listened to the sura's insidious whispers? Renhuang, who had been able to provoke such a severe response from the sura, surely was prepared to deal with them.

He looked up, his eyes brimming with anger. "But it won't be that easy to take me down."

"We'll see about that!" Sun Xiaowu yelled out, raising his hands. "[Goldenscale Palm: Split]!"

Golden radiance struck the land. Sun Xiaowu's palms brimmed with golden light as he attacked the Goldherald leader.

A huge explosion sounded. By the time the Goldherald leader regained his senses, all he could see was the sky above him. His body had been smashed into the earth in the shape of a '大'. It ached all over, and he was sure some of his ribs were cracked.

Among the four prime races, one of the nightdemon elders had experienced this precise attack. "Ah, I remember how much that blow hurt!"

As the sura charged forward again, heedless of the slimes surrounding them, Sun Mengmeng pulled her bow taut.

As her peak-grade bow began to burn, Sun Mengmeng fired an arrow into the skies, creating a glowing purple-black moon whose rays shone down on the battlefield and covered the sura in flame.

By then, the sura kings understood their fate. With the revelation of the refined Yeluo poison, the victors of the battle were clear.

One of the sura kings shouted, "Retreat!"

"Do you think we'll let you leave so easily? You really don't think anything of Renhuang, do you?" Zhou Ying intoned, her body glowing with pulses of green light.

Zhou Ying radiated an imposing but benevolent aura. Her long hair fluttered in an immaterial breeze. The green pulse of energy that limned her body made her look beautiful, sanctified, and holy, as though she were a true goddess.

"[Avatar of the Fae: Worldbound Enclosure]!" Zhou Ying released all her stored energy at once, causing the ground to quake.

Tens of thousands of jade-green dragons rushed out of the earth, The dragons covered the entire battlefield, forming a prison between heaven and sky. None of the sura fighters were able to do much against the onslaught of hordes and hordes of dragons before being trapped within.

The sura kings were able to muster some resistance, but fleeing was out of the question.

"[Netherworld's Torrential Flame]!" Sun Mengmeng's hand blurred as she shot out an entire field's worth of arrows.

A frightening fan of flames poured out from Sun Mengmeng's bow, an attack far stronger than the purple moon she had summoned.

The flames arced across the air, swallowing up all the sura kings within. Fire scoured the battlefield; as long as Sun Mengmeng didn't stop channeling her technique, the inferno would never end.

Not only did the sura kings have to contend with the wood dragons that came from below, they also had to deal with Sun Mengmeng's aerial bombardment. As the members of Team Zenith charged forward, they fell from the skies one by one.

"[Blinding Flash: Hundredfold Echo]!" Sun Xiaowu's body split into over a hundred clones, so many they seemed to fill the sky.

"[Goldenscale Palm: Explode]!" Sun Xiaowu and all his clones leapt up into the air, performing exactly the same action. Golden light flashed from their arms and illuminated the sky.

The clones merged into Sun Xiaowu's main body, and the countless activated copies of the technique merged into one. Golden scales covered up Sun Xiaowu's arm as it grew thicker and thicker, and the image of a golden qilin appeared behind him. As it cried out, Sun Xiaowu rushed forward, golden scales appearing over his arm as he punched at the sura kings...