No matter how deep the grudge between the two realms or how great their hatred, in the face of life itself, every grievance had to step aside.
In any case, these demon-monsters were not targeting them. There was no need for them to fight these demon-monsters to the death; if they could not win, they would run.
When it came to their own lives, so what if the entire Heavenly Sword Sect fell? So what if the entire Crimson Wasteland fell?
It did not have half a cent's worth of relation to them.
They could just change locations afterward, couldn't they?
The Star River Cosmos was so vast that finding somewhere to settle was easy enough.
Moreover, they were all young prodigies with bright futures ahead of them. There was simply no way they would throw away their lives in a place with no meaning whatsoever.
Everyone was intelligent; not one of them was a fool. Running when they could not win was the instinct of all living things.
"This mission will probably be impossible to complete."
Watching the growing numbers of demon-monsters, Ye Lin sighed.
With so many demon-monsters, if this continued, he might end up dying here himself.
Standing where he was and looking around, he saw that the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples were becoming increasingly exhausted.
They were all Immortal Realm cultivators, with the weakest among them being Primordial Unity Mystic Immortals. In remote regions, such cultivation would make one an absolute powerhouse of a region.
Yet here, they could only be disciples.
Their cultivation was high, but their opponents' cultivation was high as well.
"Jian Changfeng, you know, I wanted to attack your Heavenly Sword Sect a long time ago. But back then, Yun Xuan was guarding your Heavenly Sword Sect."
"Back then, Yun Xuan and