Inside the secret realm of the Great Freedom Demon Sect.
Lin Yangtian, leading his remnant forces, returned in a state of disarray; his clothes were shredded by Heavenly Thunder, exposing patches of blackened and raw skin.
He turned back to look at his followers, feeling even more aggrieved.
Of the roughly forty disciples who had set out together, less than ten were able to return to the secret realm, and each of them was wounded.
Most of those who died were under his command.
Although the lives of Holy Sect disciples were not considered valuable, these subordinates of his were the result of many years of his guidance—regardless of their strength, they at least conformed to his preferences.
To have lost so many subordinates in such a short time, he couldn't help feeling a pang in his heart.
