Capítulo 840: Chapter 539: Courting Death (Part 2) Those giant gods, like eternal rocks, stood firm under the starry sky, relying on their invincible bodies, steadfastly withstanding wave after wave of impact. Gathered here are no fewer than a hundred Nine Tribulations True Immortals of the Immortal Path, and with the aid of formations, their strength is formidable, far from something this dozen or so Giant God Clan members can easily swallow. As time passed, both sides suffered casualties in the fierce battle. Giants were constantly blasted open by the dense bombardment of Immortal Treasures and Divine Skills, their enormous bodies exploding, blood splattering across the starry sky, while Immortal Path True Immortals were shattered by the punches of giants, even their Divine Souls were pulverized by the violent Qi Blood Power. Beneath the starry sky, severed limbs and shattered corpses and Magic Treasures flew everywhere, the scene extremely tragic. Feng Tingyun withdrew her gaze from surveying the battlefield and lowered her eyes to the Immortal Array. At this moment, another change occurred within the Immortal Array. Under the continuous tempering of the Immortal Fire, the powerful defensive War Patterns on Blood Flame’s surface finally showed a momentary stagnation and distortion, revealing an imperceptible flaw. Feng Tingyun, always fully focused, did not miss this fleeting opportunity. A cold light flashed in her eyes, and the Immortal Light Talisman in her hand gathered, instantly condensing into an Immortal Spear with flowing wind patterns, the edge as if resonating with the clear cry of a dragon in a great sea. With a sharp cry, the Immortal Spear flashed like a startled rainbow, penetrating through layers of fire and Immortal Patterns, precisely striking the flaw that momentarily appeared on Blood Flame’s brow! This full-powered spear strike by Feng Tingyun, containing the highest Immortal Technique of the Feng Family, unleashed terrifying power. Blood Flame’s head, as hard as Immortal Gold, was shattered like a watermelon on the spot, with Divine Blood splattering. However, in the next moment, a sky-reaching blood light erupted from Blood Flame’s headless neck, countless flesh buds frantically squirmed, the immense Life Essence Qi burned, and a new head grew back in the blink of an eye. Only his aura visibly weakened, his face turned pale, and his eyes filled with rage and a hint of panic. Rebirth through blood was not difficult for him but consumed a lot. The expression of the Giant God Clan experts, who had been watching the situation inside the Immortal Array, changed instantly when they saw this. They roared, enduring numerous Immortal Law attacks, forcibly breaking through part of the Immortal Array’s barrier, rushing to Blood Flame’s side, and shielding him, blocking the Immortal Fire that could incinerate the sky. An elderly giant god spoke in a low voice, his tone urgent: “The Human Race is vast in number, the formations formidable, and now we have suffered significant casualties. If we fight to the bitter end, victory is uncertain.” Blood Flame glanced across the battlefield, and the dozens of giant gods he brought had already been halved, their bodies floating in the starry sky, a painful sight to his eyes. On the Immortal Path side, although the casualties were greater, their numerical advantage was still evident, and that Feng Tingyun was truly troublesome. If the battle continued, it would be a mutual defeat, only benefiting other covetous Ancient Clans. Blood Flame took a deep breath, suppressing the anger and reluctance in his heart, hesitating only briefly before grinding out a word from between his teeth: As his words fell, several giants immediately shielded Blood Flame, like a blood-colored sharp arrow, forcibly breaking through the Immortal Path’s interception, crazily rushing towards the distant starry sky. The other giants also broke away from their opponents one after another, closely following, no longer entangling too much with the many Immortal Path Cultivators. Immortal Path Cultivators from both races attempted to block them, but under the giant gods’ desperate charge to flee, a bloody way was forcibly carved out. A procession of giant silhouettes quickly vanished into the depths of the shattered starry sky, leaving behind a scene of devastation and sprawling gigantic corpses. Surviving Immortal Path cultivators breathed a long sigh of relief, many almost exhausted, nearly spent. Their numbers were three times that of the Giant God Clan, yet the fight was still arduous, with even greater casualties. If the battle had been fought to completion, victory would still be uncertain. Soon, numerous True Immortals calmed their breathing, cautiously cleaning up the battlefield, collecting the enormous corpses left behind by the Giant God Clan and their used weapons. These weapons, although crudely and primitively crafted, contained much Divine Material, as well as the real blood of the Giant God Clan. With a little refining and some Immortal Dao Arrays added, they could become rare Immortal Treasures. As for the Giant God Clan’s remains, they were invaluable, with their blood being Body Tempering Holy Medicine, their bones Artifact Refining Divine Materials, and most precious of all, the Divine Marrow Crystals in their spines. Those were the quintessence of a giant god’s Qi Blood, capable of refining top-tier Immortal Treasures. These Perfect Eighth Order giants’ Divine Marrow Crystals could even serve as top-tier materials for refining Immortal Venerable Artifacts. For these Immortal Path Cultivators, these gains were undoubtedly substantial, enough to compensate for quite a bit of the losses. Feng Tingyun retracted the Formation Flag, a hint of regret on her face, controlling such a large array was not easy, and in her earlier clash with Blood Flame, she had also consumed a lot of immortal power. The giants’ bodies were incredibly formidable; even without other giant interference, killing Blood Flame was by no means an easy task. The Giant God Clan has long held the top seat among the Ancient Clans for good reason. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novel⟡fire.net Feng Tingyun glanced at the many True Immortals, sighing softly in her heart. Of the Ten Great Ancient Clans, the Human Race now occupies three, and purely by Heavenly Fate Share, the Human Race is already first. But at the end of the day, it’s just a scattered mass, incomparable to the Giant God Clan. This perpetual internal strife alone is an insurmountable mountain.