The Silver Shark Clan was in utter disarray, and without Yin Qing showing herself, there was no way to stabilize the situation. Rumors had even spread that Yin Qing had perished, which was why the Human Race had launched such a massive attack.
Yin Qing's brows were tightly furrowed. She knew she had to show herself and stabilize the situation, but under the circumstances, she felt that she had fallen into the Human Race's arrangements. She might even fall into their trap.
"Send people to notify the Essence Fire Race and the Yaksha Race. Tell them that the Human Race is dealing with us and ask them to lend a hand to ease our pressure. Have the affiliated races strengthen their defenses and hold their positions, using formations to resist the Human Race cultivators. What we need most right now is time."
Yin Qing gave the order.
As long as the Essence Fire Race and the Yaksha Race took action, the Human Race would have to send a Mahayana cultivator to hold them back. This would lessen the pressure on the Silver Shark Clan.
The Human Race was advancing aggressively. If they fought head-on, the Silver Shark Clan would certainly not be their match. They could only rely on their formations to hold their ground. As long as they held, there was still hope.
The Golden Scale Clan was still watching like a tiger waiting for its prey. If the Silver Shark Clan launched an all-out counterattack, the Golden Scale Clan might take advantage of the situation. If they fought a major battle against the Human Race too early and suffered excessive losses, the Essence Fire Race and the Yaksha Race might refuse to intervene.
"Yes, Ancestor."
Yin Shan agreed, accepted the order, and left to notify the Essence Fire