The battlefield had just been cleaned up, and the spoils from the fallen troops of Heaven's Elysium and Earthorigin Sect combined caused the wealth of the Grand-Orient Sect and Onyx Sect to skyrocket.

Spoils like these were crucial for the development of generations to come. While Heaven's Elysium was weakened from the loss of so many resources, the Grand-Orient Sect would only grow stronger. Currently, the entire sect was in a festive mood. Not only had they emerged victorious, but they hadn’t lost a single fighter. There wasn't a better pleasure than that.

"Jun Shengxiao's Elysian purifiers are basically wiped out! They and the Earthorigin defenders combined have only around two hundred and twenty thousand men, which is no longer enough to attack the Grand-Orient Sect and Southsky Sect!"

"They have no choice but to retreat. Given that the Earthorigin Sect already has the Cloudmist Sword School's territory, they might no longer want to continue this farce."

"With the sect master leading us, and the junior sect master as our shining beacon of hope, our future is bright."

"After a thousand years, we'll once again be the rulers of the Grand-Orient Realm!"

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