This was a huge victory. They had finally exterminated the Golden Bull celestial race and all the other races had regained their freedom. From now on, no one would be able to ride on their heads and enjoy their glory.
However, this was also a Pyrrhic victory. The losses of each clan were not small. Therefore, even though they had won this time, the patriarchs of the Thunder clan and the other two clans didn't have much of a smile on their faces. They knew that this was just the beginning. There would be even more brutal battles waiting for them in the future.
The few of them stood quietly behind Zhao Hai as they watched the sun slowly sink into the ground. They admired the beauty of the setting sun, and for a moment, no one spoke.
