Nearly a hundred thousand cultivators entered the secret realm, yet fewer than ten thousand emerged alive.
Bai Meng and the others were also covered in blood, having suffered serious injuries.
The Imperial Court's people, the sects that had chosen to cooperate with the Imperial Court, and the Profound Heart Sect disciples swiftly left the battlefield under Li Xuancang's leadership.
Everyone hurriedly made way, not daring to obstruct them in the slightest.
The moment Li Xuancang led his people away, a great battle erupted.
"Kill!"
Without Li Xuancang to stop them, the various factions launched into a blood-soaked slaughter.
They fought fiercely over treasures and opportunities.
"Hahaha! Brat, hand over the opportunities on you, and this old man will spare your life."
"Hand over the heavenly treasures and earthly herbs, and you may yet have a chance to live."
"Hahaha! It's all ours now."
"..."
The Nine Great Bandits, Mu Ling Stronghold, the Corpse-Driving Sect, Evil Cultivators... factions that had waited for a long time began their massacre.
Anyone who had emerged alive from the secret realm was laden with gains, and they had all become targets of public wrath.
"Quick, protect the disciples and get them out!"
"Fight them to the death!"
"Everyone, join forces and kill our way out!"
"..."
Those who had powerful sect experts to rely on received the protection of their sect elders and kept their opportunities.
The small factions and Rogue Cultivators, with no one to depend on, became lambs awaiting the slaughter.
They had thought that obtaining an opportunity would let them soar into the sky once they left the secret realm. Instead, that opportunity had become a talisman demanding their lives.
The Grassland, the Barbarians, and several formidable major factions all joined the battlefield, plundering others.
After leaving the battlefield, the Profound Heart