The window of opportunity created by Yang Zhenshan was the best chance for their retreat; if they missed it, once the Ghost Soldiers army surrounded them again, retreating would be very difficult.
The advantage of the military was once again apparent; while others were still confused, the fleet of flying boats had already quickly exited the battlefield.
Obeying orders without hesitation, as soon as they heard the command, the Yujing Guard soldiers executed it without delay.
In contrast, those clan offspring and sect disciples were still puzzled about why and how to retreat.
"Trying to leave! Hmph, thinking of leaving now, isn't it too late!"
An Wusheng snorted coldly and appeared near White Cloud True Monarch in a flash.
At the same time, Yu Yuan chased Que Lingyu, while Ji Wusi headed straight for Yang Zhenshan.
"Caw caw~~ Sword Cultivator!" Ghost Granny approached Jian Changhe with a hoarse laugh.
