Although they had killed millions from the Earth and Yellow Realms and driven them back, Ling Tian's side had also lost over a hundred people. Knowing that many more would die in the days ahead weighed heavily on him. After all, a few million meant nothing against the hundreds of millions in the two realms.
Still, he knew that people died in every war. He forced his emotions under control and assigned everyone their duties.
Aside from Ling Tian and the others, everyone else in Thundercloud Gorge was exhilarated. Losing only a hundred people while killing more than two million enemies was an astonishing victory. Everyone was fired up, and morale was soaring.
"Tian'er, those people have retreated hundreds of thousands of zhang. It doesn't look like they'll attack again anytime soon." Tian Ru had seen it all through the Profound Heaven Eye Technique. Her brows furrowed slightly. "But I see a lot of their commanders gathering together. They must be discussing how to deal with us."
"Their attack failed, and they suffered such heavy losses. Of course they have to discuss what to do next," Old Man Ling said, then glanced at the protective energy barrier overhead. "But with this massive sect-protecting formation—and the Yin-Yang energy that absorbs attacks and strengthens the barrier—they probably won't come up with any good solutions. Heh, all those centuries we spent setting up this formation weren't wasted."
"That's true." Tan Tai Chang Feng nodded, his excitement plain. "So what if they outnumber us and hit harder? With our friends from the Three-Eyed Race and this sect-protecting formation, we're practically invincible."
"We have an astonishingly powerful formation above us, and the earth and rocks below have been reinforced by our friends from the Stone Spirit Race until they're one solid mass, hard as iron.