"It's them! Still those guys from earlier! They're not dead!?"
Someone had already recognized the identities of the Plague Guards, as both sides had clashed earlier, and were familiar with each other's auras.
Alman hadn't expected this to happen; they are unlike Zhang Xiaoman, with very limited knowledge about the Plague Temple, only having heard the name.
Originally, after suffering from the Formation's attack, their numbers dwindled. Now, adding this group of Plague Guards in full status, they had no more chance of victory.
"Quick, go!"
Alman's tone was filled with infinite reluctance. This time, it could be said he lost not only his lady but also his troops. Not only were the family elites beaten down to less than thirty people, but the Stellar Treasure Mirror he painstakingly snatched was also destroyed, leading to heavy losses.
"Ji Xing, I must kill you!"
