Nether Yao watched the ice that had already gone far away and helplessly sighed. Then she casually grabbed Han Xiao's corpse and flew off toward an even more distant place.
She decided to leave this battlefield and wait there for the final outcome.
However, in her view, it was only a matter of time before the Nether Clan was defeated on the battlefield.
Unless Nether God could kill his opponent and then free himself to support the other Saint Realm experts.
Nether Yao glanced at Nether God, who was currently fighting, shook her head, and dismissed the thought.
Now that she had Han Xiao's death as a merit, she was not afraid of being blamed by Nether God even if she returned like this.
As for asking her to stay and continue fighting, that was clearly impossible.
With the strength she had displayed, being able to kill a Saint Realm elder of the Frost Race had already left her seriously wounded.
She had her own calculations, and she was not afraid that Nether God would withhold the cultivation resources that belonged to her.
Nether God, who was still launching a fierce assault on Jiang Liu and Han Bai, had no idea that his subordinate had fled first.
Even with only the remaining two, Nether God still did not dare underestimate them as he attacked.
The main reason was that Jiang Liu's attacks posed an ever-greater threat to him.
At that moment, a layer of white light surfaced over Jiang Liu's body. This was Dark Primal Qi after being purified and transformed into Saintly Sky Art Qi, gathering around him.
Jiang Liu had not done this merely for appearances.
It was because this could not only shield him from the erosion of Dark Primal Qi,
but, more importantly, it could also