C6252 To Wear It down
Although I think so, I can't let the Tyrant Apes know.0
Supreme Being World was the home of the Tyrant Ape Clan, a place where the Tyrant Ape Clan lived for generations.
If he didn't place the Supreme Being World in his eyes, wishing to use the entire Supreme Being World, all of the valuable creatures to achieve his accomplishments, the Tyrant Ape Clan would definitely give up on him.
After leaving the Tyrant Ape Clan, it was extremely difficult for him to raise his strength so quickly.
Moreover, the members of the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan hated him to the core. If there was a chance, the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan would definitely attack him.
Therefore, Zhao Tian kept a low profile and tried his best to make people ignore his existence.
When he had unparalleled strength, be it the Tyrant Ape Clan or the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan, they would all be ants.
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On the other side, the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan's Martial Cultivator, which had ended the war, started to clean up the battlefield.
Although most of their clansmen's corpses were outside the formation, some of them were still inside the formation.
Apart from dealing with the corpses, they also needed to stabilize the formation and treat the injured clansmen.
As for the two peerless experts of the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan, Jin Junyuan and Jin Feiyun, although they were covered in blood, they were full of energy.
They did not clean up the battlefield. Instead, they comforted the injured Martial Cultivator and boosted their morale.
However, the Tyrant Ape clansmen were outside the formation, holding the corpses of their people and showing off. The effect of the two peerless experts boosting their morale was not very good.
Seeing this scene, Jin Junyuan secretly shook his head, "The longer we drag this on, the greater the casualties of the clan."
"Currently, the morale of the clan's Martial Cultivator is much lower than the enemy's. Once the morale completely collapses, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"Most importantly, the clan doesn't have many healing pills left. With such frequent battles, even if there is a clan's Alchemist that keeps refining pills day and night, it won't be able to satisfy their needs."
"Could it be that they want to purchase a batch from the outside?"
"The healing pill that we can buy is not only expensive, but its medicinal properties are also much worse than the healing pill that our Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan refined themselves."
The family did not accept the healing pill as it was not enough.
Although with the help of the Mysterious Pill Pavilion, even the three ancient races could not completely trap the family in the array and could still trade with the Mysterious Pill Pavilion.
However, the three ancient races seemed to have already noticed this point and found a solution.
Their five days attack had caused the Golden Mysterious Macaque race to suffer heavy casualties.
Especially the human Divine Beast Realm experts. Out of the fifty thousand human Divine Beast Realm experts, there were only thirty thousand left. Furthermore, these thirty thousand Divine Beast Realm experts were obviously targeted.
The three ancient races deliberately did not kill too many human Divine Beast Realm experts and only crippled them. They could only use a large amount of healing pill to heal the injuries of the human Martial Cultivator.
This was an open scheme. Furthermore, it was an open scheme that they could not deal with.
The human Divine Beast Realm Martial Cultivator fought for their family. After being injured, if their family didn't take out Healing pill to treat their wounds, then the human Divine Beast Realm Martial Cultivator would definitely be disloyal to them.
Worried that after being injured in the war, they would become trash, so the human Martial Cultivator wouldn't dare to use their full strength.
The more afraid they were in the war, the faster they would die, and the easier it was for the enemy to seize the opportunity.
When they saw that the human Martial Cultivator did not have enough pill to heal their wounds, they could only lie on the bed and howl in pain when they were injured. The morale of the humans would also be lower.
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