The words of Wu Jinliang, the Heavenly Court team may not heed.
The words of Shi Chun, however, An Wuzhi's group still listened to, especially seeing Feng Yin, who could restrain them, was present. Moreover, the Master said he would take responsibility if anything happened, so they turned and ran away.
Feng Chi occasionally looked back; she wanted to stay to participate or witness, but she was sure Shi Chun had a reason for saying so.
But now it was too late to leave.
Especially for Yan Zhili, Shi Chun, Tong Mingshan, and Wu Jinliang might be a bit tricky, but Feng Chi and their group were easy targets, to be precise, their battle armor was what he was after.
Yan Zhili was the first to strike, transforming into a seductive shadow, launching straight at Xiao Sheng.
Not only because Xiao Sheng was one of the slowest to retreat, but mainly because he was wearing that kind of black armor, and Xiao Sheng's build was similar enough to fit the armor.
Turning back to take a look, Xiao Sheng was quite scared. Although his cultivation technique had its unique aspects, he was not qualified to confront Yan Zhili head-on. Furthermore, the gap in their cultivation was too large, and even with the treasure armor protecting him, it was still dangerous.
He wondered why everyone targeted him alone. If he had known, he would have transford into soone else first.
"Sect Master!" Shi Chun shouted, pointing with his knife, signaling for urgent help.
In terms of speed, only Tong Mingshan could make it in ti.
No need for a reminder; before his words were even out, Tong Mingshan, the sect master, had already transford into a stream of light, killing his way over to assist.
After all, Yan Zhili feared the white light that could cut off his arm. His hand, reaching for Xiao Sheng, was forced to retract at the last mont.
Xiao Sheng managed to escape, frantically fleeing with An Wuzhi and the others.
Yan Zhili was both shocked and angry, yet he had no choice, as Tong Mingshan tangled with him again to create an escape opportunity for the Mingshan Sect people, launching an attack, forcing him to evade once more.
Feng Yin did not pay him any mind at this mont, not exerting Divine Light to assist. The defensive power of the treasure armor was enough to resist the Sky Splitting Sword. Feng Yin dismissed the joint effort and prioritized snagging a suitable armor first.
His target was Shi Chun, directly charging towards him.
Yes, he had taken a fancy to Shi Chun's set. While he thought Wu Jinliang might be easier to handle, Wu Jinliang's set of armor was sothing he didn't want to humiliate himself by wearing.
Shi Chun just realized it, yet before he could react, his mount Qilin A San responded first, kicking off and carrying him away.
Since Feng Yin appeared, Qilin A San had looked coldly and sarcastically at him, claiming to be of the Divine Clan, yet one appeared human, the other served as a mount.
Comparisons are always odious; it had been staring at him, hence reacting faster than Shi Chun.
Dodging and sneering, "You want to touch ? Not a chance."
Shi Chun, caught off guard, almost got thrown off but appreciated its good intentions and did not bla it.
Manxi in front of the mirror image was full of anger, realizing the reinforcents coming to help were just spectating. As Shi Chun and the others started fighting again, no one stepped up to assist, so he imdiately turned and shouted, "Order! Anyone who dares to cowardly fight or be negligent in battle, kill without rcy!"
anwhile, An Wuzhi and others, using the Wind Riding Scale to dart forward, didn't get far, as a figure burst out of the water behind them, directly inserting itself towards Feng Chi and the others within the Wind Scale.
These fleeing people split into three groups, Feng Chi led Chen Wuji and Fang Zicheng, Zhu Xiangxin led Wu Hong and Xiao Sheng, and An Wuzhi paved the way ahead, with Chai Wenwu, alone and shouting behind.
His guess was right; at the crucial mont, indeed, no one cared about his survival.
The one who suddenly appeared to attack was none other than Luo Que, who had escaped earlier.
Her target was Feng Chi.
The reason was simple; the black armor on Feng Chi should fit, as the two were of similar height. Although Feng Chi was more voluptuous, that wasn't much of an issue and was more suitable than Zhu Xiangxin's smaller armor.
Feng Chi was shocked; even if she dared to reveal her demon skill, there was no ti to fight back against Luo Que. She truly had no power to retaliate against Luo Que, who rely waved her large sleeve, using the Divine Skill 'Fan Xiu Heaven' to collect Feng Chi and her two companions along with the whirling Wind Scale.
An Wuzhi imdiately turned back, intending to have himself collected as well to save them.
Luo Que, aware he could break through her Fan Sleeve, wasn't making the sa mistake twice; she didn't use that Divine Skill, instead flicking her fingers to release a glimring stream, resembling a long, dark whip emitting a faint glow.
Anyone knowledgeable would recognize it as Little Xuan Sect's 'Mystic Light Finger.'
She swung it forcefully, and the Mysterious Light Whip Shadow swept thunderously.
With a loud boom, An Wuzhi, who raised his arm to block, was instantly flung aside...
Standing on the sea surface, Wu Jinliang glanced in all directions, infuriated. The Heavenly Court team bastards not listening to him and refusing to leave was one thing; people casting spells from the sea were continually erging, denying him the chance to amass power and launch his move.
They all happened to be the Heavenly Court team's people, recognized by the pair of golden bracers on their arms. The five great teams had so many mbers that when abandoning their armor, each group retained a pair of arm guards to distinguish between friend and foe.
The scene was a chaotic ss. Though reinforcents were arriving gradually, none dared to first lay hands on Feng Yin, Yan Zhili, and Luo Que.
Initially, so people listened and left because of Shi Chun's words, but those arriving later were not inford.
Many didn't recognize Shi Chun at all, identifying him by his mount.
Coincidentally, those constraining the Extre Abyss entrance and those later following Feng Yin and Luo Que's people dared not rashly clash with Shi Chun and his group. Unable to stand idly by, both sides turned on easier opponents, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals locking into a grand battle.
Due to the close distance, more Heavenly Court forces arrived, but they were outnumbered one to three.
Tens of thousands of people turned the sea surface into chaos. The battlefield was in a shallow sea area, with the seabed often exposed as the surface was constantly battered.
So practitioners of Water Manipulation Technique were stirring up turbulent waves with their skills.
Wu Jinliang, who planned to unleash Li Hongjiu's ultimate move, felt his heart sink.
"Go!" Shi Chun's voice suddenly ca through.
Wu Jinliang turned back to look, and a rider swiftly appeared, scooped him up, and the two of them galloped away on the mount.
It was too chaotic, completely out of control. Shi Chun didn't want to continue fighting; he realized that as more teams from all sides arrived, the number of participants would increase. Afraid of being trapped here, he disregarded the fate of the Heavenly Court forces and prepared to escape first.
As for Tong Mingshan's fate, Shi Chun glanced back at Feng Yin hastily chasing. As long as he could divert this birdman away, he believed Tong Mingshan could easily escape given his speed.
Amid the intense fighting sounds, a familiar firelight erged. From the magma fissures in the void, countless fiery birds and beasts surged wildly towards a point, with many fire chains flying around.
Shi Chun rely needed a glance to know An Wuzhi and his group were in trouble, imdiately turning his mount to charge forward, slashing left and right amidst the chaos.
"Chun Tian." Wu Jinliang suddenly raised his large sword and shouted in another direction.
Shi Chun looked sideways amid the rumbling, only to see a group of massive figures flying from afar, with hundreds of Demon Riders rushing over swiftly, countless silhouettes standing above them, demon energy billowing.
He couldn't afford to pay attention to all this and continued rushing towards the flickering flas.
Because from afar, he saw the situation there was extrely dangerous. The injured Chen Wuji and others were desperately resisting random soldiers' attacks; without the occasional sweeping fire chain and the fiery birds and beasts charging forward to assist, they couldn't withstand it.
anwhile, Zhu Xiangxin and An Wuzhi were jointly attacking Luo Que, wielding the fire chains.
Luo Que was both shocked and enraged, as her cultivation and strength were being restrained by two Earth Immortal Upper Realm cultivators. It seed that unless she unleashed the people from her Fan Sleeve, they would continue to fight her to death.
Faced with the continuous assault of fiery birds and beasts, she waved her Fan Sleeve repeatedly, erasing them into nothingness.
However, An Wuzhi spared no mana to control those fiery birds and beasts, letting them bombard continually.
On the other side, Zhu Xiangxin, hiding within the 'Fire Prison God Suppression Stele', adopted a long-distance fire chain attack strategy, stirring the lengthy fire chains to battle with Luo Que's 'Mystic Light Finger' whip shadow. The whip shadow and fire chain repeatedly tussled.
The reason for attacking at a distance was to avoid Luo Que's Fan Sleeve Divine Skill, which indeed wasn't cultivated to a realm for large-scale clearing.
The drawback was that when the distance was extended, the number of fire chains that could be controlled decreased, also losing flexibility.
The whip shadow locked onto the fire chain; the fire chain could collapse and reorganize.
The fire chain locked onto the whip shadow; the whip shadow could likewise collapse and regroup, quickly forming an offensive and defensive stance, helping Luo Que resist the attack of Divine Fire.
Initially, neither An Wuzhi nor Zhu Xiangxin had the confidence to face Luo Que head-on, yet after forcing themselves to fight, they gradually coordinated from initial chaos to so semblance of order, successfully entangling Luo Que temporarily.
The injured Chen Wuji and others were also fighting as they retreated towards Zhu Xiangxin's Fla Stele, intending to hide inside the Fla Stele again.
With one person missing, in the chaos, Xiao Sheng had vanished sowhere.
The rapidly approaching Shi Chun suddenly drew a sword, waving and shouting, "Luo Que, taste my sword!"
Luo Que glanced over, suddenly recognizing the sword in his hand was the 'Sky Splitting Sword', almost scared out of her wits.
Clearly, he had seized this treasure from Feng Yin's hands; she dared not hesitate, swiftly breaking free from the two-sided confrontation, urgently flashing away, fearing for her life lest she was even a split-second late.
Seeing his companions break free from the battle, Shi Chun imdiately wielded a spell and shouted, "Retreat!"
An Wuzhi shouted loudly, "Master, Luo Que's Fan Sleeve has taken Feng Chi and the others."
Shi Chun glanced back at the pursuing silhouette of Feng Yin, unsure of Feng Yin's depth, he didn't dare act recklessly, decisively shouting, "Retreat first!"
At this juncture, once entangled, once caught in a large-scale battle formation, everyone's strength would be severely diminished. How could the Heavenly Court Team alone resist the encirclent by several forces? The consequences were unpredictable.
For the sake of a few, dragging down the majority was not worthwhile. He could only decisively choose to withdraw first and then make plans.
Since he made this decision, the group hastily sped away on Wind Riding Scale, Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang riding Qilin A San to cover the rear.
Amid the sea's stormy waves, Old Chai, aboard the vessels of Chai Wenwu, hesitated to speak, wanting to shout to be taken along. Yet surrounded by enemy forces, he had no armguard indicating his Heavenly Court identity, and in the chaos thus far, nobody troubled him.
If he exposed his identity, he feared he would imdiately suffer a beatdown. Crucially, he couldn't ensure Shi Chun and the others would turn back to rescue him, so he reluctantly closed his mouth, quietly sneaking towards the direction Shi Chun and his group fled.
Seeing Shi Chun and the others had escaped, Luo Que returned abruptly, watching with uncertainty, she had already sensed sothing was amiss. Shi Chun's swing didn't actually launch an attack, it seed as if he was rely intimidating her.
But she didn't dare chase, after all, it might be normal for the Sky Splitting Sword's mana consumption to be too great, not using it until a critical mont, considering even Feng Yin didn't dare use it freely.
Raising her hand to pinch her sleeve, she decided to ignore it for now, and wear that armor which could fend off the Sky Splitting Sword, then worry about it later.
Feng Yin's silhouette had already flashed over, looking at her incredulously, and couldn't help but stop to ask, "Luo Que, why did you let them go?"
Luo Que just opened her mouth, then froze, staring blankly at the treasure sword in his hand.
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