Destroy the Body Sect?

Three days later, the internal losses of Mingde Hall had finally been fully tallied.

Jing Hongchen and Kong Deming stared at the densely packed list of losses before them.

Their hearts ached unbearably.

And during those three days, there had still been no trace of Ye Fan.

This left Jing Hongchen deeply dejected.

"Hongchen, do we have any leads on which faction invaded Mingde Hall?"

"Teacher, someone saw the intruders use Body Martial Souls."

"The Body Sect?"

"Good. Very good."

"What about personnel losses?"

Kong Deming felt pained over the stolen Soul Tool items, but he did not truly grieve for them.

But the high-ranking Soul Engineers cultivated by Mingde Hall—every single one had been shaped by his painstaking efforts.

"Teacher, because there was a match that day, Mingde Hall did not have many personnel remaining inside, so the losses were not severe," Jing Hongchen said.

Upon hearing this, Kong Deming finally let out a slight sigh of relief.

But then he immediately pressed, "What about the other losses?"

At this, Jing Hongchen said gravely, "Eighty percent of the blueprints were stolen, along with forty-nine Ninth-Level Fixed Soul Cannon Shells."

"And, and..."

"What else?" Hearing that the Ninth-Level Fixed Soul Cannon Shells had been stolen,

the veins on Kong Deming's forehead were already about to bulge.

Seeing Jing Hongchen hesitate,

Kong Deming continued to press him.

"That nearly completed humanoid Soul Tool mech was stolen by the thieves as well."

"What?"

Kong Deming could no longer sit still.

The humanoid Soul Tool mech was Mingde Hall's highest secret, containing the countless efforts of himself and countless Soul Engineers of Mingde Hall.

Yet it had been stolen by thieves on the very eve of its completion.

A vicious light appeared in Kong Deming's eyes as his Silver Moon Martial Soul automatically