The morning mist over Sea-Gazing City still carried the lingering scorched smell of lightning.
Below the city walls, soldiers of the White Tiger Army were clearing away heaps of demonic cultivators' corpses with black-iron shovels. Every scoop of charred remains revealed threads of lightning power embedded in the crevices of the bones.
Those were the marks left by the great battle three days earlier.
Atop the walls, Zhao Yan was leading the disciples of Seven Stars Peak in reinforcing the City Protection Array. They completely repaired the breaches previously corroded by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, leaving the barrier thicker than before the battle.
"Vice Sect Leader Li, these are the latest casualty figures."
Liu Qingmeng approached with a Jade Slip in her hands, a trace of exhaustion between her brows.
Her Danding Peak disciples had gone without sleep for three consecutive days. The medicinal fragrance from the wounded soldiers' camp filled more than half the city, and in those three short days, Danding Peak had used up almost all its reserves.
After this battle, all the alchemists of Danding Peak would have to toil at refining pills and replenishing their resources again.
In the cultivation world, pills were of paramount importance.
Resources like these could all but determine the development of a faction.
"More than thirty-seven thousand cultivators defending the city died in battle. The four great legions suffered nearly five thousand casualties, with the Azure Dragon Army taking the heaviest losses. A third of its spear formation was lost. Thanks to the Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill, however, sixty percent of the eight thousand seriously wounded cultivators are already out of danger. It's just..."
Liu Qingmeng's expression grew grim as she slowly recounted their losses.
"Just what?"
Li Yunjing took the Jade Slip. The moment his divine sense swept through