WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!!
Figures shot out from the dust and smoke. They fled into the distance without a moment's hesitation, leaving the battlefield at top speed, not even daring to look back.
As Ancient Ones, they were supposed to be the most powerful and noble lifeforms in the long river of human history, yet their retreating figures now looked so panicked and wretched.
This scene brought all the other fights on the battlefield to a screeching halt. The many experts stared with their mouths slightly agape, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
Was that the Golden Pharaoh, in his Full Immortal Soul Understanding state, who was sent flying? And from the looks of it, his injuries were severe. His entire arm was likely crippled, rendering it useless in battle for the foreseeable future.
And the Ancient Ones from the three major factions who had been besieging Yi Beidou were now fleeing in terror? They seemed to have sensed an immense fear.
