Retreat

Luo Xiuhan ignored the red-robed woman, who was consumed by hatred to the point of madness. With a slight stir of divine sense, he swept across the entire battlefield and transmitted his voice to the many experts of the Heavenly Human Realm, as well as the numerous Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouses fighting around the battlefield.

"Retreat to the southeastern fortress. Someone will receive us there."

"Retreat."

The Demon-Suppressing Marshal transmitted the order as well.

After hesitating, the human experts began withdrawing one after another.

At the red-robed woman's furious shout, the many Heavenly Demons also stopped entangling them and gathered at her side.

At this moment, on this barren battlefield, the number of Heavenly Demons had already exceeded twenty—a terrifying figure. Demon qi filled the sky, swallowing the entire heavens.

The humans began retreating. The powerful members of the Demon Race did not pursue them, withdrawing their hands one after another. In the fierce melee just now, neither side had suffered few casualties.

In the blink of an eye, the many human experts had moved far from the battlefield, leaving only the people of the Shengwu Immortal Sect led by Luo Xiuhan.

"Luo Xiuhan, I will refine your Primordial Spirit into a soul-burning lamp and suppress it forever in the presence of His Majesty the Demon Emperor. You will endure the trampling of all demons and be burned in hell for all eternity, so that I may honor my sister's spirit in heaven!"

More than a dozen Heavenly Demons surrounded Luo Xiuhan and the others. Blood qi soared into the heavens, and terrifying pressure suppressed the entire cosmos.

"When you destroyed my sister's Primordial Spirit, you should have known that this would be your fate!" The red-robed woman's face was filled with mocking laughter, and the aura of laws stirred