"The cultivators down below truly have no sense of propriety."
Killing intent brewed in Han Mingxuan's eyes.
"Even if we intended to punish them, they should not have acted so recklessly, should they?"
Thirty thousand cultivators!
How many cultivators could the Three Realms Sect even mobilize?
According to the fellow before them who had escaped by sheer luck,
more than thirty thousand cultivators had been slaughtered to the last man.
Even if this group had been the nearest batch of Vanguard Army forces selected based on distance, and had been sent with the intention of being expended,
they could not have all been wiped out without a single survivor, could they?
Not to mention the three Nascent Soul Cultivators who had died.
One of them had been a staunch supporter of Han Mingxuan's faction.
In this day and age, talent was so costly it made one's scalp tingle. Starting from scratch to nurture someone not only consumed resources, but also required a long stretch of time.
Now that such a Nascent Soul Cultivator was dead, who knew how long it would take to select someone from the family who could replace him without letting matters go awry.
"We absolutely cannot allow them to continue like this."
His losses paining his heart, Han Mingxuan made a prompt decision and issued his orders.
"Fellow disciples, the rogue cultivators of Heyang City have entered our territory. These rogue cultivators are lurking in the shadows and possess considerable strength, while our sect's elites are scattered in all directions. Should they find another opportunity, even if we, as cultivators of a great sect, do not fall behind in clashes between those of the same realm, we will still be defeated one by one."
"Therefore, I require all of you to swiftly recall every cultivator and