"How were the casualties?"
Dawn gradually broke, and the eastern sky had already taken on a pale, fish-belly white, meeting the bluish-gray heavens.
The battlefield's devastation stretched across hundreds of square kilometers. Many of the surrounding mountains had been forcibly flattened, while collapsed rocks and broken trees lay buried together.
Beside Ling Yun Pass, once a natural defensive stronghold of the Heaven Dou Empire, a road several kilometers wide had been forcibly carved out, making travel between north and south even more convenient.
"Many were injured. Everyone suffered more or less some wounds, and each side lost one powerful expert."
"On our side, it was an elder from the Clear Sky Sect. He spotted a Titled Douluo among Spirit Hall's forces who had attacked the Clear Sky Sect during its great calamity years ago. He went mad and chased after him, fighting him relentlessly. That fallen Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall was killed by him, but... he was also surrounded and ultimately fell."
"As for the others, whether on our side or theirs, although the Titled Douluo all became enraged upon meeting each other, none had gone mad to that extent. Everyone was wary of the battle on your side. Though the fighting was intense, it had not reached the point of a fight to the death."
Standing beside Zhao Xuan was Ning Fengzhi. The normally refined and elegant man looked somewhat disheveled now. Having gone through a chaotic battle between dozens of Titled Douluo, he, as a Support System soul master, had played a significant role and had been targeted by assassinations several times. It would have been strange if he had not looked bedraggled.
"Has that elder's body been found?"
"Yes. Howling Sky Douluo has already gone to make arrangements. The other severely injured Titled Douluo have been