"Like we agreed, in the next battle, Group One still gets the vanguard."
"Bullshit! Group Two should get the vanguard next time."
"Stop arguing. Have none of you got brains? The first thing we should do after a battle is count the casualties, not stand here sending greetings to each other's ancestors."
"Report: zero casualties. It's just that Li Erleng got too excited while fighting and accidentally fell into a ditch. They took the chance to ambush him and chopped off one of his arms."
A group of hulking men walked down the road drenched in blood, while countless figures trailed behind them in the sky.
Their eyes were filled with amusement as they looked at those hulking men.
They simply loved this bunch of brutes. When slaughter broke out, every one of them charged forward like a humanoid beast, heedless of death. Their combat strength and defenses were equally terrifying; even one of them could suppress dozens of True Immortal cultivators at minimum.
With these guys taking the vanguard, all they had to do was lurk in the rear and pick people off.
That was why their casualties had been so low. Otherwise, at least a thousand of their companions would have died this time.
After all, the group on the other side was no bunch of pushovers either.
"Hmph. You keep saying you're not Ye Lin. Do you take us for fools?"
"Exactly. If you're scared, you're scared. What are you making excuses for? You don't even dare admit your own identity now?"
"If you ask me, there's no need to waste words on him. We should strike together and kill him. Why all this nonsense?"
In the heart of the Northern Continent, a group stood within an enormous canyon. At their head was [Ye Lin], with three