The strong smell of blood permeated the Yuan Mountain Race City, as each Antelope Qilin Beast was rapidly dissected, with their scales, hides, and bones neatly sorted and placed.
The remaining nineteen that were not dead were also riddled with bloody holes.
The bodies of the fallen were gathered and placed into coffins.
The entire clan city felt stagnant, with few cries to be heard. Since Xiaoyang's southward march, dislocation and frequent deaths had nearly numbed everyone.
Huo Yaan walked into the Clan Hall.
He glanced at Huo Chang's expression, noticing that it lacked the pallor indicative of severe injury, and felt slightly relieved.
"Clan Leader, a total of four hundred and thirty-three people died in battle, with nine hundred and thirty-seven seriously injured, mostly due to rampaging Riding Beasts. Only a few were killed by Celestial Vein Martial Artists."
"Additionally, seventy-nine giant crossbows were damaged."
