In the camp.
The atmosphere was oppressive, with gloom hanging like dark clouds.
In the years since the Alien Race Heavenly Clan army invaded, the entire Zhongxuan Dao Ruins had nearly fallen completely.
And the brutal battle that had just ended, lasting half a year, had dealt the Zhongxuan Dao Ruins camp grievous casualties.
Nearly three hundred Dao ancestors from the various great lineages had almost all perished.
A full seven Reclusive Powerhouses from Reclusive Mountain had died.
Beyond that, a number of experts had been captured alive and reduced to prisoners of the Alien Race Heavenly Clan. Their fate was either betrayal or a life worse than death.
The Alien Race Heavenly Clan had likewise paid a heavy price in this battle, their casualties nearly equal to those of the Other Shore of Destiny camp.
Yet no one could rejoice.
Because in this battle, some founder-level titans had paid an unimaginably brutal price.
The three ancestors of Three Purities Temple, the Buddhist Founder, the Confucian School Founder, and a group of the most peak combatants had all suffered grievous injuries.
"If another battle like this breaks out... I'm afraid we're destined to be unable to hold the line..."
Chen Pu's brows were clouded with gloom.
This "Chen Pifu" of Reclusive Mountain had had his Dao body shattered in the previous brutal battle, greatly injuring his vitality.
"I never expected that bald donkey's methods to be so formidable. I was careless..."
First Lifetime Heart Demon lay there with his hands pillowing his head and one leg crossed over the other, looking languid and frivolous.
Yet his brow was tightly furrowed.
On the Alien Race Heavenly Clan's side, there was a monk who looked like a youth, known by the Other Shore camp as the Nameless Monk.
The monk's origins were