"Lord Demon, we should retreat! We can't hold out any longer. The Dragon Clan before us is too strong. There's no shame in losing to their battle formation."
Yedu had been pierced through the left shoulder by Ying Xuanming's spear. A gaping hole still remained there.
With his strength, he wouldn't be able to heal the wound anytime soon. Enduring the agonizing pain in his body, he could only urge Yesu to retreat.
"The Dragon Clan was once the strongest race in several realms. The sheer number and strength of the dragons who have appeared this time are unprecedented in millions of years.
"What's more, they have a Dragon Lord secretly aiding them. My Red-Faced Yaksha Clan simply cannot stand against them alone.
"The outcome would be no different if any other Yaksha tribe had come instead. Lord Demon, we should retreat!"
Seeing the Lofty Dragon Army, which had fought its way through their forces, wheel around in the void and charge back toward them, the remaining Yaksha Clan experts all urged Yesu to retreat.
They weren't yet prepared to abandon Yesu and flee on their own. If he didn't retreat, how could they leave without permission?
"Very well. We retreat." Yesu sighed. He knew he could no longer force himself to hold out. His capable subordinates' pleas also gave him a face-saving way out. If he didn't leave now, once Wen Yan, Jin Tong, and Wen Tingdao had all freed themselves, escaping would become difficult.
After their exchange of blows, Yesu had gained a clear understanding of the three young dragons' abilities.
All three had exceptional cultivation and were skilled in combined attacks. They didn't seem to have spent a very long time refining their teamwork, but their outstanding battle talent more than made up for it.
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