Chapter 1665

"This makes no sense. Why can't I win, but you can just pin them to the ground and rub them into the dirt at will?"

It wasn't just the disciples and Qi Xiong's group; the battlefield at the Great Emperor level was also undergoing changes at this moment.

Once Yu Mo and the others discovered that the Cloud-Stealing Hand could steal blood, they all became energized.

They unleashed a frantic barrage of attacks on the heads of several Undying Great Emperors from the Blood Refining Sacred Ground.

Watching Yu Mo and the three of them suddenly rise to the occasion, the most awkward person at this moment was Yun Xian-tai.

Because he, damn it, didn't know the Cloud-Stealing Hand.

"Where the hell did you guys learn this technique? Why have I never seen it before?"

Yun Xian-tai was the senior brother of Yu Mo and the others and the former Sect Master of the Dao One Sacred Ground. Logically, he should have seen all the techniques within the Dao One Sacred Ground; even if he hadn't learned them, he should at least have an impression of them.

But now, watching Yu Mo and the three of them, each using a Cloud-Stealing Hand, stealing so frantically that it was insane, Yun Xian-tai could only watch with red eyes.

Yet, he didn't know it, which made things awkward.

Yu Mo and the three were showing off their divine might, while he, their senior brother, was just anxious here.

"Damn it, why the hell don't I know it?"

Also engaged with an Undying Great Emperor from the Blood Refining Sacred Ground, Yun Xian-tai struck out in anger.

But if you don't know the Cloud-Stealing Hand, you don't know it; it was useless, and the opponent wasn't afraid of him at all.

Yun Xian-tai was completely numb, but this didn't hinder the tilting of the battle.

Because by this point, the Blood Refining Sacred Ground could already be said to be completely finished.

From disciples to Saints, then to Great Saint Elders, and finally to Undying Great Emperors, they were completely crushed by the Dao One Sacred Ground.

And this rout of the Undying Sacred Ground, which had become the breakthrough point, obviously had a huge impact on the entire battle situation.

If it were just a small force, that would be one thing; if they lost, they lost.

But the Blood Refining Sacred Ground was one of the three major sacred grounds of the Undying Race.

Now that they were being pinned to the ground and frantically rubbed into the dirt by someone, one could imagine that the pressure was completely shifted to the other two sacred grounds.

At this moment, the other two sacred grounds of the Undying Race, the Undying Sacred Ground and the Withered Ghost Sacred Ground, were simply numb.

The powerhouses of the two sacred grounds gritted their teeth one by one, cursing inwardly.

"A bunch of trash."

How long had the battle just started, and they had already been beaten like this? And this was only the first battle.

But what was the use of cursing? If there was no way, there was no way. Right now, let alone the disciples of the Blood Refining Sacred Ground, even the situation of the Undying Great Emperors was not looking good.

If they continued to fight, there was a real possibility of being killed by the Dao One Sacred Ground.

Therefore, after persisting for not very long, the Undying Race ultimately chose to retreat.

Following the order to retreat, the Blood Refining Sacred Ground ran the fastest, while the Undying Sacred Ground and the Withered Ghost Sacred Ground were responsible for covering the retreat.

Having finally managed to withdraw successfully, the result of this battle was naturally a great victory for the human race.

With the first battle a great success, all human cultivators were extremely excited, roaring one after another.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

A great victory was undoubtedly a boost to morale. At the same time, the eyes of many human cultivators looking at the Dao One Sacred Ground had completely changed.

There was a hint of heartfelt reverence.

This victory could be said to have been entirely led by the Dao One Sacred Ground.

If it hadn't been for the Dao One Sacred Ground crushing the Blood Refining Sacred Ground, it would be hard to say what the final result would have been.

It was the total rout of the Blood Refining Sacred Ground that led to the retreat of the Undying Race.

However, compared to the many cultivators, the disciples of the Dao One Sacred Ground were busy collecting the Undying Heart Crystals they had obtained.

"Damn it, you're just robbing me in broad daylight, right?"

"What do you mean robbing? This was clearly killed by me."

"It was me who slashed its neck with one blade."

"You're full of crap. Didn't you see the hole in its chest? That was pierced by my spear."

"Your spear only wounded it; it was my blade that killed it."

"It was me who stabbed it to death."

For the sake of the Undying Heart Crystals—no, it should be for the sake of a meal-ordering opportunity—the Dao One Sacred Ground disciples who had just been fighting side-by-side instantly turned on each other.

They argued until their faces were red and their necks were thick.

There was no help for it; these Undying Race members were indeed something, very hard to kill. Even with the advantage gained from the Cloud-Stealing Hand, the number of Blood Refining Sacred Ground disciples killed in this battle was still much lower than expected.