A True Spirit Race Daluo Golden Immortal had a very solemn expression, realizing that the extermination of the Xuanhuang Sect was not as simple as imagined and required long-term strategic planning.
Otherwise, continuing to send True Immortals down would just be repeating the same mistakes.
It would be completely meaningless.
"No wonder the Human Race Heavenly Court doesn't care."
"They simply don't care about us dealing with the Xuanhuang Sect."
"Perhaps they already knew this, which is why they're watching us make a fool of ourselves."
"Damn Human Race Heavenly Court, what exactly are they trying to do."
Many Daluo Golden Immortals felt very dissatisfied, believing that the Human Race Heavenly Court must have calculated against them, causing such heavy losses; otherwise, how could they suffer such grave losses?
"Heh, stop arguing, it's clear the Human Race is fearless now."
"Now that the Immortal King is in seclusion for cultivation, we are powerless to start any wars."
