Upon receiving the list of fallen disciples, the patriarchs of various sects could not help but sigh.
Though the casualty count was low and they had known the names the moment the soul plaques shattered, reading the names one by one still filled their hearts with profound grief.
After some deliberation, the sects decided to leave a garrison of disciples in the Endless Ice Plains to await those who had not yet emerged, while the rest of the mighty figures departed.
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