Once they fell into a battle of attrition, there would be far too many variables. After all, their opponent was a sixth-tier lifeform!
Moreover, this White Robe Wu Yong was the disciple of Yi Feifeng, the Number One Expert of Yunqin Nation. The resources at his command were practically equivalent to the strength of an entire nation. How could they compare with the resources of a Gene Warrior like himself, who had come up through the wilds halfway along the road?
At that thought, Lin Xuankong's gaze flickered continuously as he desperately pondered every possible way to escape the situation before him!
The many Gene Warriors from Yun Song Nation around him had clearly sensed the fatal danger as well. Their expressions shifted one after another as they ceaselessly considered ways to flee!
But the most deadly part was—
Everyone present knew perfectly well that once White Robe Wu Yong and that Flying Source Beast broke free and discovered their escape route, the speed at which they would pursue them would be terrifying!
When that time came, even if they ran for their lives, could two legs possibly outrun a powerful sixth-tier Flying Source Beast?
For a moment,
An immensely stifling aura of despair spread through the Gene Warrior team.
More than ten seconds later,
Zhao Rong, the Yun Song Nation Gene Warrior captain who had been frantically thinking of a solution, suddenly clenched his fist. He then looked toward Lin Xuankong and the others and spoke.
"Even if we flee with all our might now, we cannot evade the pursuit of White Robe Wu Yong's Flying Source Beast. Therefore, the only way for us to survive is to split into seven or eight groups, with two or three people in each group, and escape in different directions!
"That way,