Eight Desolation Royal Court.
Watching the subordinates cleaning up the ruins.
Looking at the charred or tattered corpses.
And then glancing at the long list of missing persons.
The face of King of Eight Desolates, Ju Zhang, was dark and shining.
Even a hint of black light was reflected on his golden, shiny Golden Horn.
The loss cannot be simply described as disastrous.
The death of the Ninth Tier elder Ju Song who stayed behind was more significant to Ju Zhang than losing two or three Ninth Tiers.
Ju Song was highly esteed within the clan, extrely experienced in handling affairs, a skilled administrator, and deeply trusted by Ju Zhang; most of the administrative duties of the Eight Desolation Royal Court were handled by Ju Song.
With Ju Song’s death, the administrative affairs of the Eight Desolation Royal Court gave Ju Zhang a headache.
What’s more crucial is that Ju Song had selected a few talents, nurturing so clan mbers who dealt with administration, spanning Sixth Tier, Seventh Tier, and Eighth Tier, but in this battle, most fell in combat, and many are on the missing list.
At this mont, King of Eight Desolates, Ju Zhang, was deeply troubled.
Difficult!
Too difficult!
The losses from the battle over two months ago directly wiped out Ju Zhang’s possibility of quickly leveling the Galaxy Battlefield.
Counting the Blood God Sect Hierarch, four Ninth Tiers died in battle.
But in comparison, the main force still remains, and his Eight Desolation Royal Court is still the strongest, there is still hope.
Yet, the sudden sneak attack from Seven Kill’s successor today directly crushed Ju Zhang’s spirit.
This battle left only two Ninth Tiers in the Eight Desolation Royal Court; at its peak, there were five.
The number of Eighth Tiers also sharply dropped.
What’s more crucial is that Ju Zhang experienced a sense of helplessness when facing Seven Kill’s successor, Xu Jin.
Especially recalling the various battle situations previously.
Leaving Ju Zhang particularly depressed.
There was even a feeling of discouragent.
This feeling of being powerless against Seven Kill’s successor is too dreadful.
"Young Master, do not despair; our main force remains! There are still many Seventh Tiers with the potential to break through to Eighth Tier. I can spend so ti guiding them, and we can gain more Eighth Tiers during this period.
Young Master, your people are watching you, if you act like this..." On the side, Xuan Hu of late Ninth Tier reminded.
Xuan Hu was confident.
Firstly, he was in the late Ninth Tier, and secondly, he had only been thwarted twice before Xu Jin.
With Xuan Hu’s reminder, Ju Zhang took a deep breath, mustered his spirit, and confidently arranged affairs.
Seeing their king so spirited, the morale of the Eight Desolate Alien Race that had suffered such heavy blows was sowhat restored.
After a while, finishing these trivial matters, King of Eight Desolates, Ju Zhang, walked toward the Golden Pillar Hall below the Golden Pillar.
"Xuan Hu, select so clan mbers whose cultivation levels are stuck at bottlenecks, guide them, allocate various resources, and help them break through.
Also, previously Ju Qi, Ju Man, Qing Shu, and the others, as well as the more than ten clan mbers under control, find a way to contact so elders in the clan to see if their Divine Soul Control can be resolved.
These people are all highly gifted individuals; we can’t just keep them confined," Ju Zhang instructed.
"Do not worry, Young Master, I will contact the Ancestral Land later and ask them to find a way," Xuan Hu replied.
As they spoke, Ju Zhang and Xuan Hu stepped inside the Golden Pillar.
Just as they entered, Ju Zhang’s expression changed.
The Golden Pillar, sowhere between a Spiritual Treasure and a formation, had already been imprinted with Ju Zhang’s Divine Soul Seal; any slight change inside was clear to him.
With a flash of gold, Ju Zhang appeared before a heavily sealed side hall.
It was the side hall imprisoning Ju Qi, Ju Man, Qing Shu, and sixteen controlled clan mbers.
Imprisoning these sixteen clan mbers served to bait Seven Kill’s successor.
Secondly, it offered those clan mbers an opportunity.
Thirdly, it prevented them from leaking information to Seven Kill’s successor.
The next mont, Ju Zhang waved away the seal on the hall door, and as it opened, a heavy scent of blood assaulted his senses.
Inside the side hall, corpses littered the ground.
The sixteen clan mbers had all fallen.
Their manner of death was identical.
Their heads exploded, Divine Soul gone.
Ju Zhang’s eyes turned red in an instant, his Iron Fist clenched tightly, making a crackling sound, the golden horn on his forehead flashing uncontrollably.
"Damn it!"
Ju Zhang shouted in rage!
Though these sixteen clan mbers were under Divine Soul Control, their talent was excellent; they were all talented clan mbers who had been selected into the Limit Breaking Secret Realm months ago.
Though only three broke through to Eighth Tier when they ca out.
In these few months of accumulation, an additional five had broken through to Eighth Tier.
Among the remaining eight, with so more ti, several had the potential to break through to Eighth Tier.
Eight Eighth Tiers, eight Seventh Tiers.
All fallen!
After a mont, Ju Zhang slowly loosened his tightly clenched Iron Fist.
"This Seven Kill’s successor must be dealt with; without tackling them, this war cannot be fought," Ju Zhang cursed.
"Young Master, to deal with this Seven Kill’s successor, restraining their Space Star Technique is the top priority, yet currently, there is no effective thod to counter Space Star Technique."
"I’ll ask my father for help!
If my father cannot, then let him ask other Emperors or even the Holy Ancestor for assistance. I don’t believe there isn’t a way to counter Space Star Technique.
If this continues, all our elite clan mbers will be killed by this Seven Kill’s successor!"
In his speech, Ju Zhang was already walking straight towards the base of the Golden Pillar.
He couldn’t care about dignity anymore.
He must seek aid from his father.
Especially for thods to counter Space Star Technique.
*****
In Blood Moon City, Baidou Sect Hierarch Sima Qu looked at Qi Shanye and Mo Ji before him, his face full of apology.
"These years have been hard on you, I have been a negligent Hall Master."
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