Although Zhang Beitian lacked the power to capture Jade Tower, he still had the strength to retreat.
The people of Divine Mechanism Manor gained little from trying to pursue them.
Seeing this, Great Elder Xizi did not get angry. He issued an order for everyone to stop the pursuit.
This time, it was enough for them to withstand the enemy's attack. As for capturing Zhang Beitian, that would depend on the opportunity; now was not the time.
Everyone stopped and no longer gave chase.
Zhang Beitian led his men in retreat. Although he knew his military camp had come under attack, he still wanted to go and see it for himself.
Leading his subordinates, he quietly approached his camp. It had already become a sea of flames, with countless corpses strewn across the ground—almost all of them his own men.
Zhang Beitian stood there in a daze, utterly motionless. He had truly never seen such a scene before, especially when the dead were his own people.
There were almost no survivors left in the camp. Of the one or two hundred thousand soldiers, nearly all had died. At most, only a few thousand had escaped.
The subordinates beside Zhang Beitian were even more shocked by the sight. Though they often fought in the Outer Realm, they had never experienced a battle of this scale; most had only seen small-scale wars.
Even when they had encountered major battles, there had never been so many casualties.
Everyone stood there in silence, their spirits low.
It took Zhang Beitian quite a while to recover. Raising his head to look at the sky, he felt deeply sorrowful—and guilty.
This time, they had split their forces in two. He had come here to attack, believing that with the Adamantine Staff, he could easily take down