It had successfully become a superstorm sweeping the entire Witch Alliance Continent!
More than a hundred million troops pursued them through the skies and across the earth!
The Left and Right Heavenly Kings forced their way out, with a vast, seething Witch Alliance army behind them... apart from Flood Great Shaman, a full eight Great Shamans were surrounding them, cutting off their escape, and joining the fight!
By the end of this battle, the Left Route Heavenly King had suffered internal injuries and clutched his chest, utterly speechless.
They had so many Great Shamans ganging up on us, and so many Witch Alliance experts... how could our handful of people possibly be a match for them?
Fuck, no wonder You Dongtian hadn't dared come alone...
This was simply throwing our lives away.
Hadn't you fucking sworn there wouldn't be a fight?
This was your idea of no fight? I nearly left my life back there...
After enduring a thousand hardships, they finally managed to break out. Looking back at the Great Shamans still pursuing them relentlessly, You Dongtian stopped in midair, cupped his hands repeatedly, and earnestly pleaded, "Everyone! Everyone! Peace is precious!"
"Precious, my ass!"
The Great Shamans unleashed a torrent of curses and fierce attacks, giving You Dongtian a forceful reception.
Knowing how dangerous they were, You Dongtian took straight to his heels. By the time they were finally chased all those thousands of miles back, the sixteen supreme experts, including the Left and Right Route Heavenly Kings, had nearly run their legs off.
The Witch Alliance army pursuing them surged as though toppling mountains and overturning seas, roaring like mountains and howling like oceans! The seething mass stretched beyond sight, like a tide of insects in the desert, constantly rolling and surging, growing ever larger, blotting out