True Venerable Min Ning answered indifferently, "They'll handle it themselves. Have faith in their abilities."
Then he glanced at Jin Ge. "Don't mock them for being short-sighted. How would inner sect disciples know the hardships of a Dao Field?"
True Immortal Jin Ge had not brought anyone along. Qu Jianlei could have released Jing Yuexin and the others, but after thinking it over, he decided against it. Then True Venerable Min Ning asked, "This is the perfect time to train troops. Ridge Lord Qu, what do you think?"
It really was a good time for practical training. By helping the Great Venerable clean up the aftermath, they could get accustomed to the Alien Race's tactics.
Qu Jianlei smiled but did not take up the suggestion. "We've already killed plenty. Let the Great Venerable's people get familiar with them instead."
Still, the current situation was not especially suitable for training troops.
When the Tree Race discovered Cultivators appearing in Wind Forgotten's direction, they gradually realized: these were not allies! Realizing the situation was beyond saving, they turned and fled frantically.
As more and more Tree Race escaped, a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator asked True Venerable Min Ning whether they should pursue relentlessly.
However, Min Ning said that stopping at the right point was enough—after all, they could not silence everyone anyway.
A day later, the battle came to a temporary end. True Venerable Min Ning's subordinates returned one after another, leaving only three Warships to stand guard nearby.
After a full day of fighting, it was clear that the Dao Field's Cultivators coordinated quite smoothly.
At this moment, the Wave Point was still continuously ejecting Space Stones.
Min Ning looked at True Immortal Jin Ge. "Shall we go in and take a look?"
"Sure." Jin Ge nodded without hesitation. "But the