In an instant, Bai He understood. These people were not some down-and-out Soul Master bandits, nor were their targets the supplies being transported. This was an attack against him by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!
Bai He hurriedly shouted:
"Everyone, abandon the supplies! Retreat!"
After shouting, Bai He immediately activated Martial Soul Possession, spread his wings, and took flight, hoping to escape before the golden curtain fully closed. He barely even looked back to see whether his clansmen had followed, as though shouting that single sentence was the only thing he could do.
Indeed, all Bai He could do now was shout a warning and flee himself. The characteristics of his clan's Martial Soul meant that he had no ability whatsoever to rescue his clansmen.
In Bai He's view, since one of the Upper Three Clans was involved in this attack, it meant that the people ambushing him could not possibly consist of only Soul Sages.
If a Soul Douluo appeared during the battle, then with his close-combat ability, he would definitely die here. If he wanted to rescue his clansmen and cover their escape by air, then as long as he made a single mistake, he would not even need to wait for a Soul Douluo to appear before dying here. Even if he made no mistakes, by the time he finished all that, the golden barrier would likely have fully closed, and he would not be able to escape at all.
As Bai He flew, he "comforted" himself inwardly.
"*I'm not running because I'm afraid of death! I'm doing this for the entire Speed Clan. If I die, the Speed Clan won't even have a single Soul Douluo left. The remaining hundred and fifty or so clansmen will lose their support. I'm doing the right thing! A-and