At the Sky Lizard Hall, Yi Xin was reporting the situation to Yi Feng.
"Old Ancestor, there are three thousand two hundred people in total. Thirty are Void Refinement Cultivators, eight hundred are Spirit Transformation cultivators, and the rest are Nascent Soul cultivators. They're all elite forces."
Yi Xin spoke solemnly.
"Take this group and leave via the Large Teleportation Array! Yi Huan and the others are already waiting for you overseas.
"Unless a Great Ascension Cultivator appears, don't come back. Those people from the Sable Race are all cannon fodder. When necessary, you can abandon them. Your safety is the most important thing.
"If it weren't to boost morale, I would have sent you away long ago."
A look of reluctance appeared on Yi Feng's face.
As the young clan leader of the Lizard Race, Yi Xin could boost morale by remaining on the frontline.
The Human Race, Essence Fire Race, and Yaksha Race could launch a general offensive at any time. There was no need for Yi Xin to stay here anymore. He could withdraw.
Yi Xin led a group of elite forces in retreat, mainly to relieve the worries of some High-Level Cultivators. Only then were they willing to fight to the death.
Yi Feng had stationed members of his clan in several places: overseas, in the Barren Wilds, and in the Lower Realm.
Unfortunately, almost all the clan members whose Soul Avatars had descended to the Lower Realm had been killed. This was all because of the Wang Family.
Yi Xin nodded, hesitation appearing on his face. He started to speak, but stopped himself.
"Just say what you want to say! Otherwise, you may not have the chance later."
Yi Feng smiled, his expression relaxed.
"Old Ancestor, you can lead people to submit to one of