People battled fiercely as they advanced, but the number of Ancient Alien Species was simply too many, each one extremely powerful.
During this time, many were killed by the hands of Alien Species; the giant bodies of Ancient Alien Species, with one slap, could turn someone into a mist of blood, leaving no bones behind.
Not only did older generations of experts fall, but also many Saint Level geniuses, resulting in devastating losses.
Under Mo Wangchen's lead, Wu Lingfeng and the others found the going much easier. With a Treasure Sword in hand, Mo Wangchen charged forward and with every sword slash, he killed an Ancient Alien Species, while Wu Lingfeng and the others dealt with the Alien Species ambushing from the sides.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a deafening roar came from up ahead.