"Retreat! Everyone withdraw from this place." After Jin Shique led a host of immortal soldiers in a bout of maneuvering against Lu Xiaotian within the Silver-Leaf Buddhist Paulownia, not only had they made no progress, but the immortal army under his command had suffered loss after loss. Once the casualties surpassed twenty thousand, even Jin Shique's frantic back-and-forth pursuit failed to catch Lu Xiaotian. With the army's morale sinking lower and lower, Jin Shique realized they could not continue like this and immediately informed Palace Master Han Chi, leading their respective immortal armies in retreat from the Silver-Leaf Buddhist Paulownia.
Compared with when they had first entered the area of the Silver-Leaf Buddhist Paulownia, many of the immortal soldiers now looked like eggplants beaten down by frost. So many immortal soldiers had been deployed, yet they had failed to do anything to a third-grade Alchemy Saint. Instead, their own losses had been disastrous. Even with two Golden Immortal experts holding down the fort, they had still failed to resolve the problem. For now, they could only retreat in defeat.
Palace Master Han Chi was still relatively unaffected. He was, after all, merely an outsider to the Heaven-Punishing Palace. Regardless of victory or defeat, it had little bearing on him. Even if his reputation was somewhat diminished, it would not have much impact. For Jin Shique, however, this was a pain that cut straight to the flesh.
These immortal soldiers had already developed, to one degree or another, a measure of distrust toward Jin Shique. One incompetent general could wear an entire army to death. At this point, had these hundreds of thousands of immortal soldiers not already suffered heavy losses?
Lu Xiaotian's phantom once again appeared in the void. He looked at the immortal army before him with furrowed brows.