"An Eight Calamity Supreme..."
"What a pity."
Bright-Eyed Supreme said blandly. He bore grievous wounds, yet paid them little mind. "The Immortal Dynasty is in need of capable people. He should have died on the battlefield, not died here so uselessly."
"Haha!"
"There was no helping it. If anyone could flee before battle and let the commanding general die, then the state would no longer be a state."
Ya Zi Supreme laughed. "Still, since he died with dignity, this Heavenly King will naturally grant him dignity as well. The White Crane Immortal Race shall receive the compensation due to a Supreme who died in battle."
"The Immortal Dynasty has never treated meritorious officers and soldiers who died on the battlefield poorly!"
With an Eight Calamity Supreme of a race dead, the Immortal Dynasty's compensation would be unimaginably generous.
Relying on such rewards and compensation, if the White Crane Immortal Race had anyone of promise, an Eight Calamity Supreme might not necessarily fail to emerge again in the future and reestablish the race.
"Enough of that."
"The Human Sword Cultivators are ravaging the rear. Does Brother Bright-Eyed have any good strategy?"
Ya Zi Supreme asked solemnly.
Battlefield intelligence was naturally always in his hands. Cultivators reported to him at all times, and what he knew far exceeded what White Crane Supreme knew.
The present situation was not good.
Although no more than a hundred thousand of the Human Race's million sword cultivators remained, the devastation they wrought had not diminished. Instead, following the deaths of Tingxie Supreme and the others, and the severe wounds suffered by Bright-Eyed Supreme and the others, the destruction caused by these sword cultivators had become ever more terrifying.
Even now, countless Human Sword Cultivators were madly destroying one star region after another, striking at the governing