The rebel army was fleeing in all directions, and a hundred Dao Foundation youths of the Xui Family split into several squads, steadily advancing, with the gunfire continuously resounding. With every shot, a rebel soldier fell. The Flying Sword Guns used by the Qingming Dao Foundation Cultivators had been continually improved over generations, now basically stabilizing towards rapid single-shot, high power, and long range.
However, the fleeing skills of the rebels were not much worse than those of that old Imperial elder, disappearing into the surrounding wilderness in the blink of an eye. The original battlefield was left with tens of thousands of corpses, and the vast majority of them were killed outright.
Although Wei Yuan stood in mid-air, his mind was continuously contemplating future choices.
