"Do you think I've never seen the Immortal Army fight the wolf cavalry?" Lu Xiaotian snorted.
Zhu Shilin had just been about to retort sarcastically, but when he saw Lu Xiaotian's icy gaze, he swallowed the words before they could leave his mouth.
"The Immortal Army's battles against the wolf cavalry have never gone well. Its losses have been more than ten times theirs. There are even rumors that Heavenly General Mingkui was gravely wounded by the Howling Moon Wolf Clan, while the assistant generals under him suffered catastrophic casualties. No fewer than five Celestial Immortal experts fell in the Phantom Mist Marsh, and more than two hundred Profound Immortals. The Profound Immortals of several immortal regions were nearly wiped out."
"At least several hundred thousand soldiers of the Immortal Army died in battle in the Phantom Mist Marsh. The Mukun, Guiling, Shuofeng, Shuocheng, Dichong, and other immortal regions will need at least tens of thousands of years to recover. The wolf cavalry's losses weren't especially heavy at first. Even the Immortal Army under Heavenly General Mingkui, which belonged directly to the Heavenly Court, was no match for them; the other immortal regions' armies suffered even worse casualties."
"Did Ying Langtian escape back to the demon realm?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"I don't know much about that either. A venerable old demon like Ying Langtian, at that level, is far beyond someone like me. He probably escaped. Otherwise, the turmoil in the Phantom Mist Marsh wouldn't have died down. In any case, things over there have come to an end. If you want to leave now, young friend Dongfang, the time is right. With your strength, even if you run into a Profound Immortal wolfman, you'll be able to fight back. There shouldn't be any risk." Zhu Shilin was a shrewd