Under Ning Yuchan's command, the Mystic Tiger Army retreated like a tide.
What Ning Yuchan didn't know was that a thousand miles ahead of the Mystic Tiger Army, the Blood God Sect Hierarch, Yu Shen, was watching the distance from high in the clouds with another Ninth Tier alien, Ju Lu.
"The losses of the lads are too severe. Shouldn't we charge and fight for a bit?" Ju Lu, the Ninth Tier alien, felt heartache seeing the large number of Eight Desolate elites killed by the Mystic Tiger Army.
Blood God Sect Hierarch Yu Shen gave a cold glance and said, "Brother Ju, these are the orders from your Prince. If you don't want to follow them, that's your business, but don't drag me into it.
Three hundred miles is far from enough.
A minimum of five hundred miles, or even as deep as eight hundred miles, would be necessary."
"Alas!"
