The more he thought about it, the more Xiao Yang felt the pain in his heart. It seemed that he had to think about where to fight in the future. Otherwise, if this continued, his family's wealth would be almost completely ruined.
Fortunately, he had gained a lot from this battle. As the most outstanding person of the White Bear Tribe's younger generation, Bai Wuxi had a lot of good things because he was being groomed as the successor. He even had two middle-grade spiritual qi items. Apart from the Thunder Whip, there was also a sword. The main reason he didn't use it was that it didn't have the right attribute.
As for cultivation methods, elixirs, and treasures, there were too many to count. It would probably take a month to count them all.
Xiao Yang naturally wouldn't do such a time-consuming thing himself. Therefore, after choosing some things that were useful to him, he put them aside and handed them over to Sun Desheng in the future so that they could count and distribute them. That was the best choice.
Xiao Yang gritted his teeth as he stared at the devastated Middle Peak. Soon after, he threw down a handful of seeds and scattered them all over the place.
As for the rest, he left it to the Spirit of the World.
He originally wanted to spend some time and pay a price to completely restore Middle Peak to life. However, after a few big battles, all his efforts and painstaking efforts had been destroyed. From the looks of it, it wouldn't be an easy task to completely restore the Middle Peak.
However, that wasn't important. There was still a long period of war ahead. It was meaningless to think so much now. Therefore, it wouldn't be too late to think about how to develop after everything stabilized.
If it was difficult to get through the present, then the future wouldn't exist.
Soon after, Xiao Yang rushed back to Pin Victory Mountain as fast as he could.
After returning to Pin Victory Mountain, he saw that everyone was cleaning up the battlefield. At the foot of the mountain, blood flowed like a river and corpses were everywhere. Among them, there were corpses of the White Bear Tribe and their allied forces.
Even with the protection of the Thousand-hearts Array, they had lost a lot of soldiers. Moreover, their casualties were much more than the enemy's.
As for the specific data, they would only know after the statistics were done.
When everyone saw that Xiao Yang had returned, they immediately stood up excitedly.
"Master Xiao, did the leader sneak into the back?" Ji Fei asked anxiously.
Xiao Yang nodded slightly, his face filled with pain.
Hearing such an answer, everyone felt relieved. Sure enough, it was just as they had guessed. After defeating Baili Zi, the reason why Xiao Yang left in a hurry was because his backyard was on fire.
They had defended this battle, and Xiao Yang had also returned. Naturally, the outcome of the battle was self-evident.
"Doesn't that mean the enemy has lost another Third Order Martial King expert?" Chu Nanfeng suddenly thought of the crux of the matter and became somewhat agitated.
Xiao Yang nodded as well, and said, "The person I killed this time is different from before. This person is the future successor of the White Bear Tribe."
As soon as he said that, everyone cheered even more. Even the successor of the White Bear Tribe had come and died here. This was enough to deal a heavy blow to the enemy. It would let them know that the Four Realm Alliance was not to be trifled with.
As long as the old Prime Minister was sitting there, he frowned deeply. This was because he realized that things were not as simple as they seemed.
"I'm afraid that after the White Bear Tribe knows about this, they will inevitably do their best to seek revenge. By then, if the Emperor God hasn't come out of seclusion, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop them. "Xiao Yang sighed helplessly.
Before killing Bai Wuxi, he had already thought of such a possibility. However, he had no choice but to do so.
Once the Drifting Cloud Boundary's foundation was coveted, it would be an extremely terrifying thing. Therefore, Xiao Yang had no choice but to kill him.
As for the consequences, that was a matter for later. Doing so would at least lessen the threat to their foundation.
Hearing this, Ji Fei, Shen Wushuang, and the others fell into deep thought. The joy from before was naturally swept away.
If the White Bear Tribe really did their best to seek revenge, it would be difficult for them to resist.
As a result, this matter became a knot in their hearts.
Although they were happy for a moment, the consequences were not so easy to bear.
"Moreover, I've obtained some more accurate information from Bai Wuxi's Divine Soul. In the Bai Tribe, there are two Fourth Level Martial Emperors. One of them is even breaking through to the Fifth Level. "Xiao Yang took a deep breath and said.
As soon as he said that, the shock in everyone's hearts intensified.
Although Xiao Yang said that he could kill a Third Level Martial Emperor, what would they do if a Fourth Level Martial Emperor came?
"Then we'll invite Princess Mingzhu back." The old Prime Minister said in a low voice.
This was the only way the old Prime Minister could think of. He felt that this matter should be done this way!
"If the enemy splits their forces again, what about the Sword Heart World?" Xiao Yang said helplessly.
As soon as he said that, the old Prime Minister's expression turned extremely ugly. The Drifting Cloud Realm was the first place to bear the brunt of the attack. Wasn't the Sword Heart World the same?
No matter which world fell, it was not good news for them. However, they were now in such an awkward position because they lacked top Almighties.
It could be said that Xiao Yang and Princess Mingzhu had suffered too much in these two worlds.
If they could join forces, they would naturally stand a chance against a Fourth Level Martial Emperor.
However, reality was cruel sometimes. The two of them had to be stationed in different places to maintain the unity of the battle line so that neither place would fall.
"Now, we can only hope that the Emperor God can come out of his closed-door cultivation soon." The old Prime Minister sighed helplessly.
Now, the only thing that could turn the situation around and boost the morale of the allied forces was the Emperor God reaching the Fourth Level Martial Emperor!
By then, they would barely have the strength to protect themselves and be able to compete with the enemy.
However, it was easier said than done. It was not easy to reach that level.
Moreover, the Emperor God had been in closed-door cultivation for a long time. However, breaking through to the Martial Emperor Realm was definitely not an easy task.
It could be as short as a few months, or as long as a few years, decades, centuries, or even thousands of years!
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