Chapter Seventy-Six: The Feast of Gluttony

an be roughly judged by their size. Those insects the size of a fist pose no threat to cultivators at all. Those the size of a washbasin are roughly equivalent to cultivators of two or three levels....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”quences of refining even a drop of this precious blood and naturally wouldn't fulfill Lu Ye's wishes.Not only that, but as soon as he spoke, his entire aura suddenly turned dangerous, causing the Sunl...