Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1431 - 603: Blood-Red Setting Sun, Aftermath of Battle

"Star Flag!"

The Sect Leader of Celestial Net Dao Sect’s face twisted, and he finally gritted his teeth and said: "Order the entire army to retreat!"

He recognized it, the Demon Race actually brought a replica of the ancient great killing artifact, which was a treasure of the same level. Their "Mountain and River Map" had no advantage anymore.

At this moment, if the battle continued, it was really possible to bury the main forces of "Celestial Net Dao Sect."

This was not the result he wanted!

"Woo... woo..."

As the horn sounded, the remaining fleet of "Celestial Net Dao Sect" slowly retreated. Those remaining servant armies showed the look of surviving a disaster, retreating with the fleet of the "Celestial Net Dao Sect."

Li Yunjing wanted to pursue, but was stopped by the Five Elements Master: "Don’t chase... we... have also reached our limit..."

As soon as the words fell, the old man spit out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

"Old Ancestor..."

Li Yunjing was startled, quickly stepped forward to support the body of the Five Elements Master, and asked loudly.

"Whoosh..."

The surviving Nascent Soul Realm Masters of "Shenxiao Dao Sect" came over to inquire about the situation of the Five Elements Master.

"Fortunately! The Old Ancestor is exhausted."

Li Yunjing checked the Five Elements Master’s state. Seeing no major issues, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew..."

Upon hearing this, everyone also relaxed.

"Celestial Net Dao Sect" retreated, but that did not mean the war was over.

Both sides lost a million cultivators, but ninety percent were Qi Refining Realm cultivators, and almost all were from the "East Sea Alliance" and "Celestial Net Dao Sect" servant armies.

Therefore, the loss for "Celestial Net Dao Sect" was not unacceptable.

Three to five Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, hundreds of Golden Core Realm cultivators, and thousands of ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm troops – these losses, in a war affecting the entire East Sea, were acceptable.

And on the "East Sea Alliance" side, there were naturally losses as well.

Not to mention how many experts fell within the alliance, even "Shenxiao Dao Sect" here lost a Nascent Soul Realm Master and more than ten Golden Core Realm cultivators, showing how intense the battle was.

In this battle, both sides paid a heavy price.

The worst was the Demon Race, with only over ten thousand out of fifty thousand troops managing to escape, two of the eight Demon Kings died, and the Golden-winged Roc King was severely injured.

Clearly, the Demon Race, just emerging, overestimated their strength and underestimated the power of "Celestial Net Dao Sect," nearly getting wiped out with one fight.

"Did we... win?"

After a while, the surviving cultivators of the "East Sea Alliance" looked at each other, yet no one cheered.

Such a victory, the cost was too high.

Many of their friends and relatives, even parents and children, fell in the brutal battle.

The people of the "East Sea Alliance" began to treat the wounded and clean up the battlefield.

"Sigh..."

Li Yunjing stood on the crimson sea surface, the sticky blood-water beneath his feet giving off an unsettling stench.

The sunset dyed the sky blood-red, merging with the sea surface, as if the entire world was steeped in blood.

In the distance, surviving cultivators mechanically retrieved the remains of their fellow sect members.

A young cultivator knelt beside a floating corpse, tremblingly closing the eyes of a companion who died with grievances; farther away, an old man without legs held his shattered Lifebound Magical Treasure, gazing blankly at the battlefield...

"This is war..."

Li Yunjing muttered to himself.

"Vice Alliance Leader Li!"

Wen Bin, covered in blood, staggered over: "We found something unusual in the Southwest Sea Region, the blood in the sea is forming some kind of Array Pattern!"

Li Yunjing’s heart skipped a beat, just about to check, suddenly hearing a weakened voice from the Golden-winged Roc King behind: "Li Yunjing, you’ve been deceived..."

"That was not a retreat, but the next step of the Blood Sacrifice!"

Turning his head, he saw the severely injured Demon King barely maintaining a humanoid form, with shredded plumage and his right arm severed at the root.

Seemingly validating the Demon King’s words, waves suddenly arose for no reason on the sea surface.

The sticky blood-water began to rotate clockwise, gradually forming a massive whirlpool with a diameter of a thousand miles!

"Look at the sky!"

Someone shouted in terror.

Li Yunjing looked up, only to see the sunset had been dyed a strange purple-black, corresponding with the whirlpool in the Blood Sea, creating a terrifying array map of heaven and earth!

"This is..."

The Five Elements Master, who had awakened for some unknown time, was horrified: "It’s the ’Nine Netherworld Demon Summoning Grand Array’ of the Ancient Blood Demon Sect! Celestial Net Sect has been using this war for a Blood Sacrifice right from the beginning!"

As soon as the words were out, a giant claw covered in scale armor suddenly emerged from the center of the whirlpool, followed by the second and third... a total of nine demon claws grabbed the edge of the whirlpool, something terrifying was trying to climb out!

"All survivors, evacuate immediately!"

Li Yunjing shouted hoarsely, while he summoned the "Ancient Bronze Bell" to prepare his defenses.

"Boom!"

The nine demon claws exerted force simultaneously, a demonic shadow hundreds of meters tall broke through the sea surface!

It had nine heads and eighteen arms, each head wearing a different mask of pain, its entire body wrapped in chain-like blood-colored Dao Patterns.

"Finally arrived in the Mortal World..."

The eighteen arms of the demon shadow stretched simultaneously, the sound echoing the screams of thousands: "This place... once more filled with the taste of despair..."

Most terrifyingly, at the moment of its appearance, all corpses on the battlefield.

Whether Human Race, Demon Race, or Sea Race, all rose bizarrely, blood-red flames flickering in their eye sockets!

"Damn!"

The Golden-winged Roc King let out a bitter laugh: "The people of ’Celestial Net Dao Sect’ colluded with the Demon Dao? You daoists who always claim to be the Righteous Dao, now see how despicable and shameless you really are!"

"Transmit my command! Abandon ’Holy Sound Island,’ retreat at full speed to ’Bihai Palace’!"

Li Yunjing’s voice echoed in the chaotic battlefield.

The surviving cultivators, failing to clean up the aftermath, hastily summoned flying magical artifacts.

The severely injured were helped by companions, stumbling onto the surviving warships.

The three "Shenxiao Battleships" stayed last to buy time for the army.