Around three in the morning.
Saka City.
Royal Hotel.
Yang Luo and the others had already checked into this hotel in batches.
At this moment.
In one of the luxurious suites.
Yang Luo, Mo Qingkuang, and the others were sitting on the sofa.
It was not until they checked into the hotel that everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Tian Zhen smiled and said, "The people from the four Onmyoji factions are probably looking for us like crazed madmen.
In this battle, we wiped out so many elites of the four Onmyoji sects and even killed twelve of their elders, completely injuring the forces.
I wonder how many years it will take for these four Onmyoji schools to recover their vitality."
"They deserve it!"
Lan Xiaomeng waved her fist and snorted, "Who asked these bastards to keep going against us!"
Bujie shouted, "We should completely destroy these four Onmyoji Sects!"
"Yes, yes, yes. We should destroy them!"