Mountain Siege
Editor: Atlas Studios
Barbarian Ancestral Court, Holy Mountain.
The solemness felt different from before. Now, an air of desolation and despair filled the place.
"Within just a few days, we've had three divisions crumble in battle and lost over fifty percent of their army and forty percent of their territory. Furthermore, they exterminated the Moonview tribe of the three main tribes!"
Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, thinking about the situation. "The cooperation between the cultivators and the demon cultivators is no trivial matter. They've already begun targeting the barbarian's Holy Mountain!"
This was not good news to him either.
If the barbarians were destroyed, even if he escaped, he would lose the support of a large race. How would he survive in the cultivation world in the future? It would simply be a joke!
No matter where they went, the survivors of a fallen nation would suffer.