Some grew afraid and wanted only to leave as quickly as possible.
Others were filled with regret. They felt they had wasted so much time, gained nothing, and landed themselves in danger.
Still others sighed in wonder. Watching a Body Integration Realm expert battle a Resurrected One had opened their eyes, and profound insights stirred within them!
At the outer edge of the crowd, Su Shi'er, in his Immortal Body, did not dare give Shen Miaoyin a second glance.
The aura she gave off felt both familiar and strange to him.
Her Sword Intent spread indiscriminately in every direction, and he dared not take it lightly.
But his retreat quietly slowed.
More than escape, he cared about what would happen next.
High above.
As the Scroll Magic Treasure burned away completely, Ji Changfeng's hands went still.
"Xuan Yin, Fen Tian, let's go!"
He called to the two remaining Great Demons beside him. Unwilling to prolong the fight, he took them and headed straight toward the heavens beyond.
As he left, a low roar rang from his mouth.
The sound spread. The many Spirit Severing stage Demon Cultivators, already falling back, no longer hesitated.
In groups of three or five, they turned into streaks of light and sped away.
"You little whelp of the Demon Race! Think you can just leave? You're dreaming!"
The Resurrected One gripped his cloud halberd, a rare flash of anger crossing his face.
Ji Changfeng's choice had caught him by surprise and cost him the chance to gain as much as possible.
He already wanted to kill the human cultivators and Demon Cultivators present. Now he had even less reason to let Ji Changfeng and the others go.
But just as he finished speaking and was about to strike at the departing Ji Changfeng—
A cold