The kings of the Four Great Kingdoms panicked!
Without provisions, what would their million-strong army eat?
Many soldiers had been forcibly conscripted and already harbored resentment. If they were denied food as well, lacking the strength to fight would be the least of their worries. The real danger was a mutiny.
A mutiny by a million-strong army could overwhelm even a Titled Douluo through sheer numbers.
Yu Yuanzhen, meanwhile, was wracked with grief, his heart aching bitterly.
The four kingdoms' allied army had merely lost its provisions, but the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had truly suffered devastating casualties!
Hundreds of elite fighters, along with four Soul Douluos and nearly twenty Soul Saints-not one had survived!
After this battle, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's very foundations had been shaken.
Worse still, the dead included not only his younger brother, but one of his sons.
Yu Yuanzhen had two sons. Aside from Yu Xiaogang, whose cultivation talent was poor, his other son had already become a high-ranking Soul Saint and had participated in this mission to escort the provisions.
In the end, both his brother and his son had died during the mission.
The white-haired had to bury the black-haired. How could Yu Yuanzhen not grieve?
Just then, several figures suddenly rushed into the command tent and dropped to their knees before him.
"Grandfather!"
"Great-uncle!"
"Uncle!"
The newcomers were none other than Yu Tianheng, Yu Tianxin, and Liu Erlong.
All three had bloodshot eyes brimming with towering hatred.
Clearly, they too had received the terrible news of their relatives' deaths.
Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth. "Grandfather, you must kill Sword Douluo and avenge my father!"
Yu Tianheng's father had escorted the provisions along the route Sword Douluo attacked and had died at his hands.
"Great-uncle, Qi Dao too!"
"Please avenge