"Dragon Lord, what should we do with the several million captured immortal soldiers?" The East Sea Dragon King flew forward and cupped his hands toward Lu Xiaotian.
As the East Sea Dragon King sought his orders, the immortal soldiers below tensed. Every word spoken now would decide whether they lived or died.
The battle between the two sides had been brutally bloody, with heavy casualties on both sides and a deep-seated blood feud between them. It was only natural for the other side to want revenge.
The immortal soldiers who had been prepared to die had already been slaughtered. Of the five million or so who remained and surrendered, not all had simply feared death. A considerable number had been left with no way out and had lost all faith in the Immortal Realm. They even hated the Immortal Lords and the Heavenly Emperor, who had treated them as disposable pawns.
They had sent so many immortal soldiers into the Dragon Domain. While those soldiers were still fighting desperately, the Heavenly Emperor and the Immortal Lord-level old monsters had shamefully fled first.
Despair at being abandoned, fury, resentment, and even a measure of respect for their enemy had led them to surrender to the Dragon Domain. Surrendering to such an enemy did not make them feel humiliated.
Lu Xiaotian's divine sense swept across the more than five million immortal soldiers, who had been encircled and divided into groups. A towering dragon might covered every captured soldier.
"When two armies clash, both sides suffer casualties. There's nothing more to be said about that. The Dragon Domain has suffered heavy losses in this battle, and having only recently arrived in the Supreme Heavenly Dragon Realm, it still faces many dangers.
"For a long time to come, the Dragon Domain will face all