"Running away is running away, it's not going to make much difference."
Ling Qianxue just glanced at the direction where the black-robed man disappeared and didn't pay it much attention.
Even the Spirit Ghost Emperor has fallen, so what threat can a subordinate running away pose?
"Hmm. Let's go."
Ye Xuan nodded. Now that the battle is over and the turmoil has settled, there's no point in staying here.
Others, too, after a moment of lingering fear, whispered among themselves and began to disperse.
Earlier, a batch of people had already left; those remaining were waiting to see the final outcome, otherwise, they would have left sooner.
Ye Xuan and the Dragon Clan group also left this area before the gate.
Outside the Netherworld Ghost Cave.
