Chapter Seventy-Six: The Feast of Gluttony

at this position, only a Tianjiu-level body cultivator could possibly survive.The remaining Wanmo Ridge cultivators retaliated swiftly. Bolts of spells and magical energy, like a torrential downpour,...As for the casualties, the Juxing Sect is also compiling statistics.

Cao Ye looked at Dong Shuye with a sad face: "Senior brother, our casualties are quite heavy. Nearly sixty people have been killed since the war began."

Dong Shu was startled. "How is this so many" Even if the Jiuxingzong side wasn't a match for the Xuanmen, it wouldn't be right for such heavy losses to appear in just a few days.

Cao Ye said: "It's not that the Overmountain Tiger's doing. He always appears suddenly when the two sides are fighting, and many disciples have died because of him."

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"This damned thing!" Uncle Dong roared in anger, his face darkening. “Where are those few people at the fifth level of the sect”f his command, all the cultivators in Huixian Gu immediately channeled their spiritual energy and prepared for battle.A deafening roar suddenly came from deep within the mountains, startling countless...