The battle below had reached a fever pitch.

The three-hundred-meter Blood Python that Blood River had transformed into was unleashing the full extent of his Domain Power.

Its massive body was coiled tightly around one of the White Bone Giant Beast’s hind legs and its tail, allowing the giant beast’s sharp claws to tear massive gashes into its body.

Its body was made of flowing blood. Every time it was injured, the splattering blood transformed into countless tiny Blood Serpents that turned back to bite at the gaps in the giant beast’s skeleton. Meanwhile, the wounds on its body would writhe and heal within a few breaths.

The White Bone Giant Beast, possessing only brute strength, was completely immobilized by this indestructible, unkillable opponent.

It roared in fury, raising a massive foreclaw and viciously slamming it down on the Blood Python’s vital point.

BANG!

With a muffled thud, the Blood Python’s body was forcefully smashed in two. A rain of blood splattered down, as if a gory storm had broken out.

However, the Blood Python, now in two pieces, did not die.

Flesh and blood writhed at the severed ends, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into two smaller Blood Pythons that continued to frantically maul the White Bone Giant Beast.

Just then, the black smoke that was the Witch Demon landed precisely on the White Bone Giant Beast’s skull, instantly vanishing into one of its hollow eye sockets.

The next moment, the Soul Fire in the White Bone Giant Beast’s eye socket, originally the size of a house, suddenly flared. Its color shifted from an ethereal blue to a pitch-black tinged with death and tyranny.

"ROAR!"

It let out a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar as a terrifying aura, far stronger than before, erupted from it.

It ignored the two Blood Pythons entangling it. With a sudden shudder of its massive body, a wave of pure power exploded outward from its center.

The two Blood Pythons let out a mournful cry as they were violently thrown back by the force. They reconverged in mid-air, reforming into Blood River’s original body.

He staggered as he landed, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He had clearly expended a massive amount of energy in the confrontation and suffered significant internal injuries.

Freed from its restraints, the White Bone Giant Beast didn’t hesitate for a moment. It broke into a run on all fours, changed direction, and galloped wildly toward the Black Stone Mountain Range, away from the Jade Swamp.

The earth trembled with every one of its steps, which left behind a series of enormous footprints. Its speed was astonishing.

"Trying to run?"

Najasha’s icy voice rang out.

Riding the Feathered Snake King, she shot after it like a green bolt of lightning.

Blood River and Blood Throat also fought through their injuries and exhaustion, roaring as they gave chase from the ground and the low sky.

Just like that, the three Domain Level powerhouses pursued the Witch Demon riding the White Bone Giant Beast, disappearing over the distant horizon.

High in the sky, Raylo watched all of this unfold in silence.

On the battlefield below, with the departure of the Witch Demon and the White Bone Giant Beast, the remaining Skeleton Soldiers and Bone Beasts were left leaderless and instantly fell into chaos.

Although the Snake-man Legion had also suffered heavy losses, its command structure was still intact, and it began the final cleanup of the remaining Undead creatures.

The sun sank in the west. Its last rays dyed the clouds on the horizon a magnificent crimson, gilding the corpse-strewn battlefield with a desolate, golden edge.

It should all be over.

The last of the sun’s afterglow sank completely below the horizon. The night, black as ink, began to drown the land.

On the battlefield, the Snake-man Warriors dragged their exhausted bodies, using crude tools to dig pits and bury the bodies of their comrades on the spot.

The three little ones—Moonlight, Coal Ball, and Lightning—were sprawled on Baofeng’s head, watching the scene below alongside Raylo.

The Snake-men had won a pyrrhic victory; the Witch Demon had fled.

Najasha and the other two were in pursuit of the Witch Demon, but it was unlikely a victor would be decided anytime soon.

His gaze swept across the ravaged battlefield. The bones and corpses scattered across the swamp gleamed with a ghastly white light under the moon.

A bold idea surfaced in Raylo’s mind.

’The Necromancer Modi Caesar—that fellow hiding deep within the Black Stone Mountain Range—is ambitious and plots great schemes. However, at least when it comes to facing the truly terrifying existence deep within the Jade Swamp, our positions are aligned.’

’This "business" can still be done.’

’As for strengthening his power?’

’As long as the threat of the Nine-headed Demon Serpent remains, Modi Caesar is an ally to Black Stone Territory.’

’Propping up one enemy to fight another.’

’It’s like asking a tiger for its skin, but given Black Stone Territory’s current situation, it’s actually the better option.’

"Coal Ball."

Raylo called out softly.

Coal Ball tilted its head and looked at Raylo.

"Collect all the spoils and skeletons on the ground. Whether they belong to the Snake-men or the skeletons, leave nothing behind."

Coal Ball immediately perked up, its big, dark, glossy eyes lighting up.

It let out an excited chirp, its tiny body flying off Baofeng and hovering in mid-air.

It took a deep breath, then violently opened its small mouth, which was completely out of proportion with its body size.

A pitch-black, constantly spinning vortex abruptly appeared in front of its mouth and expanded at an astonishing speed.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a low, heart-palpitating hum.

An invisible and irresistible suction force erupted from the vortex’s center, blanketing the entire battlefield.

The ground began to vibrate slightly.

The bones scattered everywhere—whether they were complete Skeleton Soldier skeletons or the shattered corpses of Snake-men and Swamp Magical Beasts—began to CLATTER. They trembled and lifted off the ground as if pulled by invisible threads, converging into white torrents that rushed headlong toward the pitch-black vortex in the sky.

Thousands upon thousands of skeletons, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, were devoured by the tiny black creature. Even the dirt and rubble were swept up along with them, vanishing without a trace.