Three Quasi-Saints and seventeen or eighteen Great Luo cultivators made up their highest-level forces. The others were Great Unity Golden Immortals, Golden Immortals, and so on.
Yet a difference of just one supreme expert was enough to prevent countless forces below them from bringing their strength to bear. And now, whether in supreme experts or mainstay forces, the Chan Sect could not compare to the Spirit Vine Sect at all.
In mere moments, the Chan Sect's disciples had fallen in swathes like rain, their losses beyond counting.
If the Investiture of the Gods List had not been selective, refusing to accept just anyone, the Chan Sect's losses alone would already have filled several such lists.
At this sight, the gods and living beings throughout the Primordial World fell silent.
Although they had somewhat foreseen this scene, they had never imagined the Chan Sect would lose so swiftly and so miserably.
How long had it even been since the battle began? Yet the Chan Sect already showed signs of imminent collapse. If they had no other trump cards and still insisted on fighting, it would only be a matter of time before the Chan Sect was erased from heaven and earth.
"Before, when the Spirit Vine Sect remained hidden and the Chan Sect rampaged throughout the world, I thought the Chan Sect must be terrifying. But looking at their strength now, they don't even have half the Spirit Vine Sect's power."
"Yuanshi forced this war between the Chan Sect and the Spirit Vine Sect for the sake of his own pride. With things turning out like this, I wonder whether he thinks he's won back any face!"
"The Chan Sect's disciples are unlucky, too, forced into a war with such a vast disparity in strength just for Yuanshi's pride! Honestly, we