"Aren't you going to retreat and try to understand the 'world'?"

Patriarch Qingzhi asked.

"No.

According to what you said, the realization of the 'world' depends on chance and luck. During this period of time, I have not been able to comprehend the slightest trace of the 'world'.

I want to stop, rest for a while, and then feel better."

Ling Tianfan said.

"All right."

Ancestor Qingzhi nodded.

Immediately afterwards, his face became serious and he looked frustrated, and said: "Our Haoxu Heavenly Court's more than 3,000 public strongholds in the Hunyuan Heavenly Realm were all captured by the Qingguang Heavenly Court!"

"Captured them all?

What are the casualties?”

Ling Tianfan's heart trembled.

I secretly thought that Li Daohong was too scary.

Ancestor Qingzhi said sadly: "In our Haoxu Heavenly Court, there are only thirty-three ancestors of the Hunyuan Realm left."

"Thirty-three left?"

When Ling Tianfan heard this, he quickly did some math in his mind.

From fifty-four to thirty-three.

This directly killed twenty-one people.
Chapter completed!