After the violent explosion, the valley was a complete mess, littered with rocks and charred flesh cooked by the high temperature of thunder and lightning.
One third of the demonized Beast Tribe suffered casualties, only one third of the tribe was capable of fighting, while the remaining third was responsible for transporting supplies.
The originally exposed rocks and clear river water were now all dyed red with blood.
The Winged Tribe sought crazy revenge, flapping down from the sky and sweeping wildly with the mechanical cannons mounted on their backs.
They couldn't see the figures below and just fired randomly at the cliffs at the mouth of the valley.
Fire spewed from the barrels of the mechanical cannons, covering the cliffs above the valley with a layer of debris.
"These beasts!"
Hua Qianmo, in a rage, drew the Sky-Supporting Sword from the Storage Ring, and a green light streaked through the air, like a giant sky-supporting tree spreading its canopy.
