Old Ghost Chen Xing and Ximen Li's group did not know about the Great Northern Wasteland, which could perhaps be understood as a cruelty of fate.
He alone understood the situation in the Great Northern Wasteland best.
Carefree Gate appeared to be rather simple; at the very least, he had not seen many powerful experts there back then.
Yet after listening to Ran Zun's rough account, he still held Carefree Gate in awe.
Even if they truly sent out the eight hundred iron-blooded warriors, the number of dead and wounded would be horrifyingly high.
Not to mention that what he wanted was a battle-hardened Seven Star Pursuit, not a pack of trash that only knew how to gnaw at the alliance's resources.
He simply had neither the time nor the inclination to slowly train troops.
Death—especially the death of companions at one's side—was what could most accelerate a person's growth.
The group they led was precisely like this.
They had paid the price of more than three hundred people to enter the Core Zone. In his eyes, the losses were still a little too few.
They finally entered the Star Beast region.
Qin Shaofeng gave another order. This time, he directly sent out all seven teams to clear the way and hunt.
Moreover, every Star Beast they brought back had to be alive.
The only difference was that this time, he had arranged for one Ascending Heaven Position expert to accompany each team.
Three thousand people scattered at once.
At first glance, the group that had previously been protected suddenly lost all its defenses.
At the beginning, Ximen Li and Ximen Tian were somewhat worried that something unexpected might happen to so many wounded.
But their thoughts soon changed.
For after losing their support, those eight hundred-odd people seemed like