"The gap in cultivation is simply too vast. With only these Ghost Corpse Slaves in our hands, there's no way we can bury them to death with sheer numbers."
"Don't waste time here either. Withdraw first, and we'll think of another way."
Ghost Yan's voice carried obvious anxiety.
It was clear to see.
The strength of the dead slaves had far exceeded her expectations, to the point that even her will to fight seemed to be wavering beneath such a disparity.
Qin Shaofeng's brows furrowed repeatedly.
Naturally, he had thought of everything Ghost Yan could think of.
But the problem was that he was unwilling to retreat like this.
Judging solely from the commanders at first glance, his side did indeed seem far from powerful.
But that was completely untrue.
Whether it was Ghost Yan's two uncle-generation Ghost Corpse Emperors or Kong Chuan, all of them were currently the strongest combat power in the Cangming Realm.
His own cultivation had also reached the Sovereign Realm.
Moreover, he was an unprecedented Starry Sky Sovereign. Aside from his cultivation, all aspects of his abilities had already reached the True Lord Realm.
And he had come with such a massive army.
With Luo Yan and Baili Yue assisting them as well, if they still ended up defeated and fleeing for their lives—
Then he truly did not know how the Cangming Realm could possibly be saved.
Retreating was not impossible, but they could not retreat so humiliatingly.
The moment that thought surfaced, it became impossible to rein in.
They truly had no ability to keep all the dead slaves behind.
But since Gu Sanxian insisted on killing him—
Then they would leave Gu Sanxian behind!
Ghost Yan could sense his thoughts and was instantly frightened out of her wits.
The dead slaves pursuing