Ling Tian and the others had killed twenty or thirty experts close to the Quasi-Sage level, as well as two Quasi-Sages, in this operation. The number of ninth-rank experts they had slain was beyond counting. This made Shi Meng and the others realize that things were going badly. They knew that the heavy casualties were mainly due to the cultivators from the God Realm's major power alliance and their own carelessness. Once those people were prepared, the casualties would fall sharply.
But falling sharply didn't mean there would be no more casualties. After all, Ling Tian and Little Devourer had the great advantage of initiative when launching surprise attacks, and they were bound to inflict some losses that way. They were still a long way from Fengyun Realm, and because Ling Tian and the others kept harrying them, they couldn't fly quickly. If nothing unexpected happened, they would face hundreds, perhaps thousands or even more surprise attacks before reaching Fengyun Realm. That would cost them many experts close to the Quasi-Sage level, and might even claim some Quasi-Sages or God Devouring Bodies.
It stood to reason. As more and more experts close to the Quasi-Sage level were killed and large numbers of ninth-rank cultivators fell, the God Realm's major power alliance and Shi Lin's group would be greatly weakened. It would then be easier for Ling Tian and the others to attack them. Once their losses among the experts close to the Quasi-Sage level reached a certain point, Ling Tian and the others would likely be able to pose a serious threat to the remaining Quasi-Sages, and even the God Devouring Bodies.
That was why Shi Meng's expression had turned grave. The other God Devouring Bodies looked the same; clearly, they had realized it too.
"Isn't there any way to