Underground space, passageway.
The main force was withdrawing in orderly fashion.
Huo Yuhao's Ice Coffin was guarded closely by Zhang Lexuan, while Zhang Lexuan also led the others from Shrek Academy at the very front of the group, opening the way.
Behind them were the teams from the various forces of the other three nations.
The powerful individuals were spread throughout the group, maintaining its stability and calming the emotions of the others in the ranks.
Not everyone's will was strong enough. Being a genius did not mean being powerful. Faced with the pursuit of the strong, as well as the sorry state of fleeing for their lives, some people's emotions had already begun to grow unstable.
Fortunately, with powerful figures nearby, no one had broken down yet.
A group formed from various factions was not a well-trained legion, after all. Their individual strength might far exceed that of ordinary soldiers, but the cohesion of the group and its ability to fight as a team could not compare to a legion.
This was not only because some people were weak-willed, but also because they could not achieve true unity. Each faction had its own thoughts, and compared with defeating the enemy, their priority was to preserve themselves.
Therefore, even though there were many powerful individuals in the group, and they were not without the strength to fight the Holy Spirit Cult, still no one said they should go to war with the Holy Spirit Cult.
The powerful figures saw the situation of the main force with perfect clarity.
This group looked powerful, but it could only fight when it held the advantage.
Once an evenly matched situation appeared, it would inevitably keep sliding toward defeat. And the moment a downward trend emerged, the group would not be far from collapse.