How had things come to this?
Weren't we about to win?
How had we suddenly lost?
We hadn't even had time to react.
This wasn't normal!
The New Method big shots were dumbfounded.
While they stood dumbfounded, several hundred Tribulation Transcendence Cultivators were gone.
Yes, this time, not even their corpses fell.
Because the corpses of Tribulation Transcendence Cultivators were equivalent to the orthodox One-Way Passage.
Though their foundations were lacking, though their Dharma Power was lacking, though their spells, Divine Abilities, and Magic Treasures were all lacking in level.
Their flesh and blood came in ample quantities.
The Grotto Heaven Cultivators happily divided up the Tribulation Transcendence corpses and stuffed them into their Hundred-Treasure Pouches.
"This spell duel was worth a hundred years of gathering materials!" one Grotto Heaven Cultivator said delightedly.
Another Grotto Heaven Cultivator said smugly, "I killed seven unlucky bastards. That's seven hundred years of gathering materials!"
"These New Method fellows really are good people!"
These Grotto Heaven Cultivators flaunted their spoils as though no one else were there.
They made the Blessed Land Cultivators' eyes turn red with envy.
"We could actually duel these so-called Tribulation Transcendence Cultivators too."
"Let us fight next time!"
The Grotto Heaven Cultivators curled their lips and gave them sidelong looks. "Are you worthy?"
The Blessed Land Cultivators... were speechless.
You're only one realm above us, only a little stronger than us.
Do you have to be so arrogant?
They couldn't be bothered with the Grotto Heaven Cultivators. Instead, they lowered their clouds and shouted at the New Method big shots, "Hey, do you still want to duel?"
"Our Magic Treasures are already parched with thirst."
"We want to keep fighting you."
The New Method big shots looked grim.
*Was this a fucking spell duel? You bastards were just here