"A total of thirteen brothers have perished in the Rectangular Skill space, besides that, almost everyone is injured, all bear wounds..."
Shi Le spoke casually, to the cultivators from the Grassland, life and death were never taken seriously; if not for this battle, when they traveled around like in previous years, there might have been even more who didn't return.
The deceased are buried in peace, and the survivors grow stronger; the Cultivation World is indeed a place where the weak are preyed upon by the strong.
Hou Niao was equally indifferent, there is a price to pay for the things he learned, an undeniable truth.
"Go back and reflect well, your performance in this battle was rather ordinary. If not for a perfectly suited environment and the opponent's ulterior motives, do you think it would have gone so smoothly?"
This kind of battle won't happen again, next time it will be a real confrontation, a fair and open fight; can you still achieve victory then?"
