Cats Have Their Ways, Dogs Have Theirs

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Ming Xingyun's retreating howl, piercing the clouds, ignited the last spark of panic in the hearts of the Black Nether Legion and the Bao Family remnants.

"Retreat—!"

"Go!"

"Fall back into the hidden tunnels!"

Shrill shouts exploded across the battlefield.

The Black Nether guards, the Bao Family's core disciples, and those attached guards who had still been resisting to the death—even counterattacking in madness—erupted into chaos.

The instinct to survive made them scatter in every direction like an ant colony doused with boiling water, using every means they had to flee.

Or they smashed open nearby hidden entrances disguised as walls, floors, stoves, or even dried-up wells, madly surging into the underground tunnel network the Bao Family had operated for over a hundred years, a labyrinth leading in all directions.

In the sky, the Black Nether Air Cavalry riding Bone Winged Vultures and Shadow Bats abruptly spat out great clouds of nearly solid, foul-smelling "Foul Black Miasma," instantly contaminating a vast stretch of airspace.

Taking advantage of the silver Flying God Guard being forced to avoid the poisonous smoke, their vision blocked in the confusion, these airborne desperadoes urged on their mounts one after another, using "Shadow Shuttle" or diving straight toward the buildings on the ground, vanishing without a trace through the complex terrain and the preset rooftop and chimney escape openings.

In the front courtyard area, the amplifier masters and Curse Master units at the rear of the Black Nether Legion reacted the fastest.

The "Dark Soul Chanter" who had once applied "Nether Shadow Darkened Armor" to the legion (a member of the Ming Family) struck his bone staff hard against the ground without hesitation. A complex, gloomy "Nether Shadow Stealth Array" instantly unfolded, swallowing him and several