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On the Western Army side, there was an atmosphere of jubilation from top to bottom.

But on the opposite side of the Yan Kingdom, it was not so easy.

Zhan Yixiang, the main hall master of Feiyi Hall, looked at Yao Jiuzui in front of him with a gloomy face.

Half of Yao Jiuzui's body was stained with blood, half of his shoulders were almost broken, and he was sitting on a chair with a pale face. Doctors were treating him.

Feiyitang's losses were huge.

Several deputy hall masters and several worshipers also rushed to the scene.

Seeing Yao Jiu Zui's current state, everyone was extremely shocked and remained silent for a long time.

After a while, the entire hall was still silent.

"I do not understand."

Yao Jiuzui turned pale and said in a low voice: "What is the purpose of this action?"

Zhan Yixiang stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, dressed in black, and looked solemn.

Yao Jiuzui raised his head, looked at Zhan Yixiang's back, and continued to ask without giving up: "Chief Hall Master, why are we doing this?"

"has no meaning?"

"By now, we should be able to talk about it, right? Is there any point in hiding it?"

Zhan Yixiang still said nothing, but the black robe moved without any movement, and it was obvious that he was not at peace in his heart.

Yao Jiuzui looked extremely excited: "Boss, do you know how many people we lost this time?"

He continued talking to himself without waiting for Zhan Yixiang's reply.

"Boss, our Feiyi Hall has only lost seven earth-level masters in the past fifteen years; we have lost one heaven-level cultivator."

"But in this operation, we lost a total of nine earth-level masters, four heaven-level masters, and more than 20 people who were seriously injured and difficult to recover. Even if they recovered, their path to practice would be interrupted.

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【I saved 1,500 words today.】
Chapter completed!