"Senior Brother!"
Only after Zhang Yang had finished his work did Zhang Changshan and the others step forward to greet him.
Zhang Yang nodded at them one by one and said with a smile, "Not bad. Most of you are still here.
"I thought I might have to revive quite a few of you this time.
"I didn't expect only a few would be missing."
In the midst of war, for a group of Immortal King Realm and Immortal Emperor Realm cultivators, losing only a few people was already no easy feat.
Gudoer said with a laugh, "The Ironblood Battlefield played a huge role. It bound us together as one; otherwise, it would be hard to say how many of us you would still see when you returned."
He looked toward Slaughter and added, "Thank you for the power you bestowed upon us back then. It made the Ironblood Battlefield even more perfect."
Had Slaughter's power not fused into the Ironblood Battlefield, they would not have so easily frightened Xi, Ming, and the others away back then.
Faced with attacks from such powerful beings, even if they could escape, they truly would have had to fill the gap with lives.
Slaughter said indifferently, "You are Master's people. Naturally, I will help you!"
Even if Zhang Changshan and the others were his Master's junior brothers, there was no way he would call them Martial Uncle.
Because, in his eyes, his Master was Xuan!
These people were merely the junior brothers of one of Master's incarnations.
"We still must thank you, sir!" Gudoer did not mind Slaughter's words. Then he looked at Zhang Yang and asked, "Now that you have returned, what are the next arrangements?"
Zhang Yang turned serious and said to everyone, "Your goal should be to hurry and reach