Who Would Be Whose Teacher

The Coastal Divine Hall, which had previously been destroyed by the blast, had now been rebuilt.

The Teleportation Array had also been reconnected to the Red Rock Trial Area.

For the coming war, a starry vortex had been added before the Divine Hall, making it easier for Tianli Sect's supplies and personnel to come through.

A vast canopy covered several hundred li around the Divine Hall. More than twenty Heavenly Vessels floated in the sky, while camps had been erected below along the Sea Rock shore.

Yet the atmosphere was exceedingly tense, even somewhat bleak.

The camps were filled with wounded. Sect personnel treated them while the fragrance of medicinal pills drifted everywhere, and cries of pain rang out from time to time.

There had been far too many casualties in this battle, so scenes of treatment could be seen everywhere.

Outside the canopy, martial artists flew in and out from time to time, always in groups—more than ten at most, five or six at least.

The losses from the battle had been severe. Mo Xinghe no longer dared remain at the original base and had retreated to the coastline.

He feared the Mechanical Empire would cut off their retreat, leaving them trapped on this continent.

Now that True Persons did not dare make a move, he truly feared they would be unable to hold the line.

Once bitten by a snake, one feared a rope for ten years. Mo Xinghe was in precisely that state.

Although the Thirteen Alliances had not sent a massive army to bear down on them, they clearly had no intention of letting Tianli Sect go. They dispatched mechs to harass them and began establishing defensive bases, obviously intending to squeeze Tianli Sect's living space.

Mo Xinghe had no choice but to send martial artists