As the Vajra Dragon Spider Beast King withdrew, the hundred thousand or so millstone-sized Vajra Dragon Spiders also retreated.
The sight was just like the tide going out.
"How can I let that happen!?"
Yang Ling charged up with the Heaven Swallowing Divine Blade and started hacking.
Countless Vajra Dragon Spiders were cut in half wherever he went.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Vajra Dragon Spiders died.
But there was no movement on the Attribute Panel.
Yang Ling stopped, resting his blade on the ground as he stood silently and watched the Beast Tide withdraw.
"So only the Ghost King Bees on the Western Route count toward rewards."
"I can only get rewards from the Western Route, and the other three routes have nothing to do with me?"
"..."
The Golden Lion Ridge Martial Artists on the Eastern Route exchanged looks. They did not continue pursuing the Beast Tide, all inwardly relieved and secretly delighted.
They had thought they would fall to these Vajra Dragon Spiders this time, never expecting them to simply withdraw.
Their gazes all fell on that black-clad figure.
"It's Yang Ling, master of the Eighth Division of the Myriad Manifestations Office's Patrol Division!"
"He just killed the Abyssal Martial Artist besieging Lord Zhu, and then the Vajra Dragon Spiders withdrew..."
"Could even the Vajra Dragon Spider Beast King have felt it was no match for Master Yang?"
At the thought, the Martial Artists from the various factions were secretly appalled.
"They finally retreated. Whatever else happened, at least I kept my life. Too bad I didn't even earn enough for a White Treasure Chest."
Some Players did not know whether to be happy or sad.
The Vajra Dragon Spiders' shells were too hard, and they were fast as well. From the Beast Tide's