"Same as always." The female cultivator named Cao Yingyue sighed, "We barely managed to fend off one wave, probably in about seven days they'll return again."
Duan Yuxiao consoled, "You've worked hard, junior sister. I see other strongholds are also not looking good. This isn't even the front line..."
The two exchanged a glance, both falling into silence.
"But there's good news. It is said that with combined efforts, we finally deduced the precise location of that item. We're preparing for a surprise attack, hoping for one swift, decisive victory..." Cao Yingyue whispered through a transmitted voice.
Upon hearing this, Duan Yuxiao felt a bit relieved: "Hopefully this time, we can finally end this war. We've spilled too much blood on this land."
"But even if that thing is destroyed, the enemy's final counterattack will become even more frantic. You must be careful, junior sister," Duan Yuxiao warned.
"I understand this principle." Cao Yingyue nodded.
