Fenhái's mind could not quite process it. He should have been furious, should have gone after Lie Hun.
But Lie Hun's final words made him forcibly swallow all the rage in his belly.
Lie Hun had already put it that way. What else could he say?
Just do it!
Zi Chen did not merely possess King Rank, High-Tier combat strength. He also carried the exceedingly powerful Fortune of the Purple Zenith Dynasty. To Fenhái, that was the finest nourishment, no less valuable than the fellow Lie Hun had just killed.
The temptation was immense, and Zi Chen was as good as dead.
Whoosh! Fenhái immediately gave chase as well.
Song Mingyuan had not expected the situation to reverse itself once again, granting him a brief respite.
But it was only temporary. Once Zi Chen was killed, it would probably be his turn.
"Prepare to retreat, prepare to retreat!" Song Mingyuan transmitted to his subordinates.
There truly were not many of them left now.
However, at this critical moment, good news arrived.
A message had come from the Immortal Realm.
"Two commanders have already been dispatched with their subordinates to the Third Dao Yan Universe. They will help you establish a defensive line and firmly block the Ghost Race at the entrance between the Third Dao Yan Universe and the Ghost Race."
"You are not permitted to retreat even a single step. Even if every one of you dies in battle, you must not abandon your current positions."
That was the message from the Immortal Realm. They were not allowed to leave, but...
"Hurry up and get here! My deputy commander is already dead. I can't hold on any longer. We may have fewer than ten people left!"
He felt that his younger brother was most likely already dead.
What about