Chapter 1667

Hearing this, Juexin sneered, while Great Emperor Ku Feng nodded and said.

"Very well, then the Dao One Sacred Ground will be dealt with by our Withered Ghost Sacred Ground, and you, Xue Li, can rest assured and deal with the Yunluo Sacred Ground."

"Agreed."

Regarding this, Xue Li naturally had no objections, as long as it wasn't the Dao One Sacred Ground.

However, at the end, Xue Li still earnestly reminded them.

"Be careful. We haven't had contact with that Dao One Sacred Ground before, but they are truly very wicked."

"Many thanks."

Hearing this, Ku Feng nodded in thanks, but the other ancestors of the Withered Ghost Sacred Ground were somewhat dismissive.

A newly entered sacred ground—could its strength really be stronger than the Yunluo Sacred Ground?

It wasn't as if they hadn't noticed; those Great Emperor ancestors of the Dao One Sacred Ground were all just newly entered into the Great Emperor realm.

To put it bluntly, although the Dao One Sacred Ground had ranked among the three major sacred grounds of the human race, in reality, there was still a gap between it and the Yunluo Sacred Ground and Yaochi Sacred Ground in many aspects.

With this, their Withered Ghost Sacred Ground had absolute certainty of victory.

Seeing that the Withered Ghost Sacred Ground hadn't taken his words to heart, Xue Li didn't say much more.

A kind reminder was enough; continuing to talk would be meaningless.

Moreover, as a defeated general, saying too much would only give others the feeling of shirking responsibility, so he simply chose to remain silent.

"Although we lost the first battle, this cannot affect the overall situation. This war will still be a victory for our Undying Race."

"Well said."

"Victory!"

The Undying Great Emperors quickly adjusted their mindset; it was impossible to lose confidence because of one battle's failure.

Moreover, their Undying Race had no way out now; since they had chosen an extermination war, they could only fight with all their might to win.

After the first great battle, both sides were rarely quiet for a night. Without a word, early the next morning, many human cultivators withdrew from their cultivation.

Everything was normal, but in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion encampment, disciples could be heard wailing early in the morning.

"Where is my hair?"

A disciple was seen running out of their room in terror; their originally beautiful, black, long hair had turned into a shiny bald head.

Touching their empty scalp, the disciple was completely stunned.

I just slept for a night, and my hair is gone?

It wasn't just them; soon, one after another, many angry roars rang out.

"Damn it, who is it? Who the hell shaved my hair?"

"Wuwuwu, my... my hair is gone."

It wasn't just male disciples; even many female disciples were sporting big bald heads at this moment, shining brightly under the morning sun.

For a time, in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion encampment, angry curses and weeping rose one after another, completely breaking the morning's peace.

The matter soon reached the ears of the high command of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. Sect Master Li Jianxin, listening to the report from the elder below, said with a complex expression.

"You mean to say that quite a few disciples woke up from a sleep and their hair was gone?"

"Yes."

"Someone broke into the encampment at night? Could it be that those on watch didn't notice?"

His first reaction was that someone had broken into the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion encampment last night, but this shouldn't be. At such a critical time, the defense of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion was naturally extremely strict. Let alone a person, even if a fly flew in, one would have to distinguish its gender.

How could someone break into the encampment without the slightest detection?