The Demon Race Army's flying forces were cleaved in half by Yun Xiao's Yin Yang Twin Swords Divine Path Magic.
Bao Fuzi narrowly dodged the sword intent's slash, but the elite demons around him suffered heavy casualties.
Faced with the sudden ambush, the flying Demon Race Army in the sky panicked completely and scattered.
One unit after another spread across the sky like startled birds, scattering like headless flies as they tried to flee.
At that moment, Bao Fuzi's lack of prestige became apparent.
First, his cultivation was too low. He was only a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.
Second, he was regarded as the Demon Emperor's sycophantic minister and had no real achievements to his name.
Most of the lower- and middle-ranking demons were unconvinced by Bao Fuzi.
The army had fallen into an ambush, and Interception Sect pursuers were close behind.
With the crisis of life and death upon them, everyone wanted to escape. Hardly anyone was still willing to obey Bao Fuzi's commands.
"Don't run! Calm down and gather around me, your Demon King!"
Bao Fuzi shouted at the Demon Race Army with a dark expression and evident panic.
Yet only a small number of demons nearby were willing to follow his orders.
The demon soldiers on the outer edge of the flying army had already fallen into complete chaos.
Seeing that the situation was bad, the Quasi-Sages guarding the rear of the demon army also began considering abandoning the army and fleeing on their own.
Once the Army Formation dispersed, the demons would lose the strength to intimidate the Interception Sect and the ambushers.
The Demon Race Army was certain to be annihilated.
The destruction of this demon army was already irreversible. They had no desire to be buried alongside it.
"Bao Fuzi is Sage Fuxi's disciple