The news of the disastrous defeat on the battlefield reached the temple, and Ji Mingfeng, Senior Brother Zhai, and the others could hardly believe it.
"How great were our losses?"
Senior Brother Zhai looked at Ji Mingfeng, his expression grave.
"Nearly three thousand Heavenly Human Realm cultivators were lost, along with nearly a hundred Transcendent Realm cultivators. Five True Man Realm cultivators fell, and seven were gravely wounded!" Ji Mingfeng looked somewhat weary, his voice weak.
"Such heavy losses?"
Senior Brother Zhai's expression turned to shock, then his face darkened. "What was Mo Xinghe doing? How could he have allowed such heavy losses? Gu Yu and Ling Cangyan were both there, too. How could they have let this happen?"
"Senior Brother Zhai, take a look!"
Ji Mingfeng handed the Jade Talisman to Senior Brother Zhai.
"Gu Yu was gravely wounded by the Ancient Realm's heavenly punishment!"
After reading it, Senior Brother Zhai cried out in shock, his voice trembling.
Ji Mingfeng sighed.
"Fortunately, Ling Cangyan used a formation to drive back the Mechanical Empire and destroyed more than a thousand of its mechs. Otherwise, the consequences would have been even worse. Mo Xinghe was far too careless!"
"We all underestimated the Mechanical Empire. It seems they've thoroughly studied the Ancient Realm and figured out its rules inside and out. We wanted to use them to temper our disciples, but instead we walked right into their plan. I'm afraid they have far greater ambitions!"
Senior Brother Zhai sighed as well.
The losses this time were considerable. They hadn't crippled Tianli Sect, but the damage was still painful. After all, these were the sect's reserve forces.
"The biggest problem now is that the tables have turned. They have no choice but to abandon their original base, while the Mechanical Empire's mechs can