The news that the Demon Race Army's main force was going to retreat had not been hidden from Bao Fuzi by Lu Ya.
Once Lu Ya left, Bao Fuzi's contingent of the Demon Race Army would also find it difficult to hold out.
On the night the decision to retreat was made, Lu Ya secretly sent word to Bao Fuzi.
He told Bao Fuzi to lead the army and prepare to withdraw.
In Lu Ya's eyes, Bao Fuzi's army would most likely lose in a head-on confrontation with the Human Race.
But retreating safely should not be a problem.
After giving Bao Fuzi the order to withdraw,
Lu Ya focused all his attention on the situation before him. The Human Race would certainly not let them retreat so easily.
There might well be another great battle along the way.
If the main force of the Demon Race Army were routed halfway through the retreat, the Demon Race would find it utterly impossible to recover.
Lu Ya could not afford to underestimate this great retreat.
On the day the army withdrew, the main force went ahead.
Lu Ya and a group of Quasi-Sages stayed behind to cover them.
"Fellow Daoists, I'll leave the army's safety during the retreat to you."
Facing the Quasi-Sages keeping watch in all directions, Lu Ya earnestly entrusted the task to them.
"Demon Emperor, you're too kind. This is what we should do."
"Indeed. With us watching over them, the Human Race certainly won't have a chance to take advantage."
"If anyone really comes to intercept and kill the army, we can take the opportunity to cross swords with them. We've been idle for so long that our hands and feet are nearly rusting."
A large group of Quasi-Sages chatted and laughed as they assured Lu Ya.