Yueli Lian's question plunged the scene into an even more absolute dead silence.
The five thousand-plus Illusory God cultivators stared with trembling eyes at the Primordial Chaos army before them, already formed into a Primordial Chaos formation. Though they were in the Guan Zizai Realm, how could they possibly withstand the pressure formed by more than ten thousand Annihilation-level experts?
It was like rabbits leaving their burrow only to run headlong into a ferocious tiger.
Even using their knees to think, these people knew that if they clashed head-on, they were dead for sure!
Tianbai Wangding, the black-robed old crone, Tiancheng Chan, and the other Illusory God powerhouses understood the dire situation even more clearly. Naturally, they were even less optimistic. They all knew Moyu Lingtian, Yueli Lian, and the others!
Especially Moyu Lingtian!
In their eyes, their Tianbai Su had been swiftly defeated at Moyu Lingtian's hands. This Primordial Chaos Marshal's intimidation toward Illusory God cultivators was simply immense!
"Don't scatter! Deploy the Illusory Gods and concentrate on breaking through!" The old man Tianbai Wangding immediately roared out his order, his voice loud enough to shake the entire field.
"Father, wouldn't scattering and fleeing give us a chance at a time like this?" Tiancheng Chan urgently whispered into Tianbai Wangding's ear.
"If we scatter and flee, we'll become their main targets. Let the clansmen charge them head-on while we find a chance to escape!" Tianbai Wangding said anxiously.
From that brief exchange, Tiancheng Chan instantly understood the difference between herself and her father-in-law in a crisis. He truly was an old hand of the martial world!
Scattering meant certain death. Only by sending their clansmen to die for them could they possibly survive!
At such a perilous moment, Tiancheng Chan quickly reacted. Everyone followed Tianbai Wangding's order, sending the