At this moment, Duanmu Chun naturally noticed the state of everyone's life lamps as well. He could not help but chuckle. "It seems we really are the strongest after all. No matter how certain people persecute us, we still have the most people left."
His mood instantly eased considerably.
As his words fell, everyone throughout the hall wore incomparably dark expressions once more. Only Yin Henzi showed no reaction.
To him, it did not matter how many people from the other factions died, nor who won or lost. He was the god who stood high above all others here.
And the disciples were the gods who stood high above all others within the Spirit-Seizing Battlefield.
At this moment, the old woman from Desert Dust Academy could not help roaring, "Don't get too pleased with yourselves. Even if you have the most people left now, won't they all be wiped out in the end? As long as the geniuses of the Thoughtless Sacred Sect are there, not a single one of you will remain."
The Elder Family members, who had just breathed a small sigh of relief, stiffened as worry surged up again.
Yao Yulou stepped forward and said, "The Thoughtless Sacred Sect's disciples are not immortal either."
As his voice fell, Yin Henzi finally raised his head slightly. "You little Overlord Commander really know how to dream... Of course my disciples are not incapable of dying, but within this tiny Spirit-Seizing Battlefield, my disciples are undying. They are invincible."
To Yin Henzi, Yao Yulou was merely an insignificant nobody. Yet Yao Yulou had spoken up against him time and again, which made Yin Henzi deeply displeased.
Thus, Yin Henzi gave another cold, lingering sneer and waved his hand. Five life lamps appeared in the center of the great hall.
Then