Above the Nine Heavens.
The Clan Leaders of the twelve major True Spirit races looked coldly at everything below them, taking it all in.
The Clan Leader of the Titan Giant Ape tribe, Titan Divine Sword, furrowed his brows tightly, feeling that something seemed off.
"Have you noticed? Since the battle started, we've lost between eight and nine thousand from our twelve True Spirit races, if not ten thousand. Where has all their blood essence gone? And what about the storage bags of those high-level cultivators that fell to the ground?" Titan Divine Sword asked.
"Oh, now that you mention it, I do feel something's off. Even if our clansmen died, given their resilient physical bodies and rich bloodlines, the fallen True Spirit blood essence shouldn't just vanish! Where has all this vast blood essence gone?" the Clan Leader of the Three-headed Flood Dragon Clan said with a frown.
