Only seven of the earthly beings who escorted the Lord of the Great Country escaped, and the rest...all died!

Especially the pair of mythical beasts that protect the country. As the saying goes, husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly apart when disaster strikes. The male among them actually uses the female as a shield, giving him the opportunity to escape successfully.

Afterwards, the monks who were still alive surrendered and did not dare to persist any longer.

The war ends here!

Many monks from the five forces have also died. Take the Blood Wash Pavilion as an example. The current number of members is less than half of what it was when they arrived. As the deputy pavilion master, a fair-faced handsome man lost an arm and a leg.

Mobilizing the energy, slowly repairing...

The injuries on the Bloodbath Pavilion Master were shocking, but none of them were serious enough.

Zhao Fan looked at the boss he was temporarily following with some confusion. He had lost his lower body. Did he not want to be reborn and repaired, or was he unable to recover because of a special type of injury?

The casualties of the other four forces were no less than those of the Bloodbath Pavilion.

The number of monks in the Bone-piercing Sect has dropped sharply to a quarter, and the deputy sect masters have all fallen...

"Young men, clean up the battlefield and retreat." The bloodbathed pavilion master's voice fell into the ears of the monks under his command.
Chapter completed!