When Ling Tian brought up the casualties on both sides, everyone's expression turned grim. The people from North Xuan were especially affected. Though they had lost few people, even now they still couldn't accept the fact that anyone had fallen.
After a long silence, Su Ying examined the Nine-Colored Jade Slip. A moment later, she said, "Brother Yuan, in the previous battle, the Heaven, Earth, and Yellow Alliances lost eleven people in total. Our North Xuan and the other realms lost six hundred and thirty-two people in total, and North Xuan lost..."
She paused for a moment, then softly gave a number. "Sixteen people."
By rights, withstanding the Heaven, Earth, and Yellow Alliances' powerful secret arts, and losing three hundred fewer people than the enemy, should have been something worth celebrating. But no one could feel happy.
All sixteen had cultivated the Arrow Embryo. Just a few days ago, they had been joking around together. Now they were separated by life and death. How could anyone not sigh with sorrow?
"Brother Ling, this is a struggle between realms. We knew it would be perilous before we came..." Wen Jian said. He tried hard to find the right words, but couldn't figure out how to comfort Ling Tian.
"Yes, this is a struggle between realms. It's only natural for people to fall..." Ling Tian murmured. It took him a long while to come out of his daze. Looking at Su Ying, he asked, "How many casualties did each of the other realms suffer?"
"The Heaven Realm lost sixty-four people, the Earth Realm lost sixty-nine, and the Yellow Realm..." Su Ying listed the numbers one by one. At last, she looked at Seven Kill and Piao Xue. "In this battle, Brother Seven Kill's Xuan Realm and Sister Xue'er's North Yellow suffered the