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This time, the Demon's face turned sour, but he no longer spoke. Instead, he raised his arm, and countless purple lights shone from it. They descended upon the many Demons, rejuvenating them, healing them, and giving them new hope. Everyone threw themselves into the nearly lost battle with newfound vitality. Thus, for the first time, they were able to push back the beasts and humans.
Although they were newly invigorated, Yan Xiaobao did not think the Demons had much chance of winning. This surge had come too late for them, and they were too few in number, but he also understood that the outcome of the battle did not lie with the warriors. The real conclusion would be decided by the Divine Beasts and the Demons and Roc behind both armies.
"I wonder where the White Tiger is." Hui Yue murmured as they continued forward. "Without the White Tiger, even if they are strong, the formation of the Divine Beasts is incomplete. Will I get to see them in battle?"
