"What do we do? A True Core powerhouse is beyond our ability to resist, and the sect elders won't be able to get here anytime soon. Should we retreat for now?"
Song Zhao sent his thoughts.
"What else can we do but retreat? Even if we form a battle array, we'll barely be able to protect ourselves. If we force a fight, we'll only bring humiliation upon ourselves."
"Let's withdraw for now. At least we've seen what he looks like. We may not recognize him, but the sect elders will. We can avenge this later."
"..."
The other five all made their positions clear.
Indeed, faced with a True Core Divine Venerate, even if only half of the other party's Primal Soul had arrived, no Yang Venerate could stand against him.
Just as the five were about to withdraw, Xu Yi said, "Fellow Daoists, retreat first. I'll bear Wang Yao's grudge alone. While Wang Yao was alive, Wang and I were bitterly at odds, but I still had to give him credit. Not only did my Martial Arts cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, I also made a name for myself by standing on his shoulders. The relationship between us can't be summed up as simply enemies or friends."
"Now that he's died at the hands of our enemy, what's wrong with fighting for him, even if I can't capture the foe? I refuse to believe there's anyone in this world who dares openly oppose my Donghua Immortal Sect."
He sent those words ringing out, their sound shaking several streets.
Everyone who heard him secretly gave him a thumbs-up.
Venerable Xia, however, felt his stomach turn. *Could it be that I've been in seclusion too long, and the world isn't what it used to be? Otherwise, how could such a