After saying that.
Tai Wenji's aura had weakened to the extreme. Wu Liang Azure Sky had cracked, immortal trees had snapped, and the Mountain and Sea Phenomenon was gone. He had nearly exhausted every means at his disposal, forcibly slaying two Nine Tribulations Dao Venerables. The Heavenly Grief phenomenon had yet to cease.
But whenever even a trace appeared, his immortal pupils annihilated a trace of the phenomenon, as though he did not wish to grant them the slightest sense of presence. His coldness had reached an extreme.
Countless surviving immortals drew deep breaths. Though their eyes were filled with exhaustion, surging battle intent still lingered around them. They had finally crushed and crippled the Hundred Thousand Great Clans. This borderland was safe!
Roar...
No one knew which immortal had let out a beastlike roar. They stood scattered throughout the Blood Red Heaven and Earth, desolate and lonely beyond measure.
There was none of the excitement of a great victory—only deep regret that they had not utterly wiped out these foreign enemies.
"Tai Wenji, we still have fighting strength!"
"We can still fight!"
"If we wish to recover our injuries, I fear it will take another ten thousand years. This immortal does not wish to wait."
"Though only a mere three thousand immortals remain on our side, it is already enough to charge into the outer domains!"
Several thousand immortals stood scattered beneath the Blood Red Heaven and Earth. Some had come from Longevity Families, while others came from the various lineages and great clans of the Three Thousand Immortal Territories. Yet regardless of who they were or what clan they belonged to, they had been the first batch of Immortal Realm Strong Ones to rush to the front lines. They were exceedingly valiant.
"What foreign enemies are we