The soldiers returned one by one, their spirits and morale soaring. They had just finished clearing the battlefield. The spoils this time were incredibly rich; they had not only harvested plenty of Exotic Beast Materials but also obtained a vast number of Energy Crystals.
Of course, some were still injured, and Dean Wen was busy once again.
Surrounded by a few of his trusted generals, Ying Yaoshi returned to the command cabin. His face was pale and his brow was slightly furrowed. Although the crisis had been successfully averted, he had paid a hefty price for it.
To maintain the army's morale, he had been putting up a strong front outside and hadn't let his condition show. The moment he returned to the command cabin, he spat out a mouthful of crimson blood. His Spiritual Sea was in utter chaos, and the meridians in his body were severely damaged.
