Even more worrying, the lightning would occasionally spread out, and it almost felt like it was toying with the cultivators. The lightning’s strange behavior caused chills to crawl down many of the cultivators’ spines as they were terrified that they might be suddenly smashed by the powerful lightning.

Out of the nearly 800,000 cultivators in the assault team, hundreds of thousands of them had been assigned with the task of blocking off the Fifth Mainland cultivators while the rest were to continue speeding towards the location of the pole. 

During the battle in this area of the Cosmic Sea, the Sixth Mainland did not have any advantage when it came to numbers, and there were hundreds of thousands of people from the Fifth Mainland working to hold back the Sixth Mainland’s teams. In fact, there were at least 200,000 cultivators directly fighting against the Sixth Mainland’s forces. 

The cultivators of the Fifth Mainland were not a match for those of the Sixth Mainland when it came to one-on-one battles, but a numerical advantage was still an advantage.

When Lu Yin saw the scene of countless cultivators filling the sky, he was shocked. This was different from the astral battlefields that he was accustomed to, as it was an even crueler battlefield that reeked of blood.

An astral battlefield also had millions or even tens of millions of participants, but most of those participants would be hidden within spacecraft. Once a spacecraft was destroyed, it was normal for tens of thousands of troops to die, though those people...