Fortunately, Chen Yueying and Yang Qinglong had not perished. Otherwise, it would have been trouble.
"Senior Sister Liu, are we going to launch a counterattack with just this many people?"
Wang Ruyan frowned. "Void Refinement Cultivators can only be considered high-level fighters in a racial war. They can't determine the outcome of the war. The Golden Roc Clan has Body Integration Cultivators."
"Of course not. Body Integration Cultivators will lead the operation. They may be Body Integration Cultivators from our Townsea Palace, or from other sects. Most likely, Body Integration Cultivators from the Cold Flame Sect will lead the attack."
Liu Yumei explained.
"Senior Sister Liu, how is the fighting on the frontline at Border City?"
Wang Changsheng asked about the situation at the frontline. Wang Qingshan had taken the clansmen to fight the Alien Race there, and the Lifebond Soul Lamps of several clansmen had gone out. Fortunately, Wang Qingshan's Lifebond Soul Lamp had not yet gone out.
"I heard that the Alien Race's attack was repelled. Our losses weren't small, but neither were our gains. I don't know the specific details either."
Liu Yumei did not know much more. This place was hundreds of trillions of miles from Border City, and there was no direct Teleportation Array. They could only make multiple teleportations to reach the frontline, making it difficult to obtain first-hand information immediately.
Of course, Border City had large-scale Message Formations and communication treasures, but those were used by Body Integration Cultivators to stay in contact and were rarely activated. To learn the exact losses, they would have to wait for the postwar statistics.
Wang Changsheng was somewhat disappointed. He had thought Liu Yumei knew what was happening on the frontline.
"Senior Sister Liu, you've worked hard on the journey. Get a good rest first."
Wang