Elsewhere, Yinshi Lord's heart shook violently. He had finally confirmed it-Qing Chen truly could wield these five savage banners with complete control!
With the Di Jiang Banner at the heart of the formation, and that White Bone Demon Gourd summoned as well, anyone short of a great cultivator would find it all but impossible to break through!
If he kept fighting, not only would he fail to subdue this fellow, he would waste his true essence for nothing, and might even... become a stepping stone for his rise to fame! It would only add to the danger!
"Retreat!"
The word was practically squeezed through his teeth.
He, Yinshi, had been renowned for a thousand years, yet a junior who had only just entered the Nascent Soul stage had forced him to withdraw of his own accord!
Black Miasma, on the other side, did not object either. He knew there was nothing to gain from fighting on, and the wounds inflicted by the Blood Path Rules on his body had yet to be treated. He therefore activated his divine sense and ordered his troops to retreat.
"Wooo-wooo-!"
Low horn calls rang out in succession within the Black Miasma army-the signal to retreat.
The eighty thousand soldiers of the Black Miasma Division obeyed without hesitation, beginning to withdraw like an ebbing tide while keeping their military formation tightly ordered.
In the distance, Yinshi Lord stared at Qing Chen, his voice cold enough to chill the bones. "Qing Chen, count yourself lucky today! But this land of Qiongzhou is beyond your grasp!"
After Black Miasma had withdrawn with the army, he swept his sleeve around the Soul-Seizing Yinshi Cauldron before him and turned into a streak of gray-black escape light, vanishing into the poison miasma filling the sky in an instant.
Clearly, he