Watching the Marshal-class Spirit Boat speed away, Yuedai, commander of the Devil Race vanguard legion, ultimately gave no order to regroup and pursue.
At the instant he had nearly been slain, he had become afraid.
More critically, in less than two hours, he had suffered three crushing defeats in succession.
It instinctively filled him with dread. Would there be a fourth?
Moreover, in little more than an hour, he had already formed a basic assessment of Ye Zhen, commander of the North Sea Heavenly Wave Army.
He deployed troops like a god, was as crafty as a fox, had extraordinary talents under his command, and possessed the formidable strength to slay Dao Realm experts in a short time.
One had to know that Dao Realm experts were the pinnacle combat power on the Human-Demon Battlefield.
Under most circumstances, killing a Dao Realm expert, whether of the Devil Race or the human race, was exceedingly difficult.
Even if three to five Dao Realm experts besieged one, severely wounding them was easy, but killing them was extraordinarily hard.
When a Dao Realm expert fought desperately, their chances of escaping alive were still quite high.
Yet here, Ye Zhen had slain six Dao Realm Devil Venerables under his command in merely dozens of breaths, severely wounded another four, and had even nearly caused Yuedai himself to fall.
That was absolutely an astonishing achievement.
It could be said that even the Northern War Zone did not possess such terrifying speed in slaying Dao Realm experts.
Thus, from the bottom of his heart, Yuedai was somewhat afraid.
He could no longer bear a fourth defeat.
Furthermore, given the current situation, even if he caught up, he did not know how to attack.
That was because the elite forces under his command had suffered devastating casualties.