Chapter 239: A man should shed blood on the battlefield, wielding a sharp blade that pierces the brilliance of the sun!_2

"And I, am the leader of human cultivators in the Thousand Peak Forest."

"The Barbarian Clan has suffered a great loss!"

"Bi Tengyi from the Ancient Vine Tribe has fallen, fled with the Nascent Soul. Di Lu from the Cangyue Tribe had already died earlier, without even the Nascent Soul. Only Gu Ya is left to hold the main situation together. As for the Hundred Poison Tribe..."

"I don't know if Tu Ming has died. If he fell at the hands of Shen Qinghe, then the Hundred Poison Tribe will also face a complete decline, and will have to cede much of their original territory."

"Even if he hasn't died, given his performance in this war, he's almost always been defeated, with a significant fall from grace."

Lu Hongtu's heart grew increasingly excited as he thought it over.

The old forces, which originally occupied many territories, have drastically weakened.

The Six Cave Sect and the Pale Barbarian Cultivator Group will surely rise because of the war!