"With the battle today, managing to hold White Cloud Immortal City has already been a great fortune. By tomorrow, I really have no confidence!"
"Now that Junior Brother Qing Yuan has already fallen, our Cloud Light Sect has done everything in our power,"
"Leaving at this time, no one can say anything about it."
"Yes, Senior Brother Yun Feng is right, staying here is probably just delivering ourselves to death!" The other two Fake Pill Cultivators chimed in.
They really didn't want to lose their lives here, perishing alongside White Cloud Immortal City at the hands of Demon Beasts.
Master Jin Hong glanced at the elder in front of him, then at the other two junior brothers, lowered his head in thought for a moment, and then nodded.
He whispered:
"Actually... I also have this plan!"
As the leader of this Cloud Light Sect group, he has the duty to preserve the lives of his comrades.
And under the current circumstances, the possibility of holding the Immortal City is not large.
