An Zichen realized she had somehow inexplicably hacked her way right into the Demon Race army, and was a little stunned herself, hastily pulling back.
Countless Demon Soldiers, seeing this powerful cultivator who had driven Wu Zhiqi into a ragged retreat actually turning back, felt as if pardoned from death; none of them dared to block her.
Just like that, An Zichen's one countercharge actually succeeded.
She forced Wu Zhiqi back, and the remaining dozen or so Golden Core Cultivators thus managed to escape Wu Zhiqi's deadly grasp in safety.
Wu Zhiqi fled back to his own formation. Thinking of his wretched appearance just now, all witnessed by tens of thousands of Demon Soldiers, he couldn't help but feel both furious and ashamed.
He bellowed, "Press the attack! Kill them to the last!"
Wu Zhiqi might be timid, but when it came to calculating, he was a master.
