A pack of Tier Two Demons was in relentless pursuit of Zhao Poni and his group.
WHOOSH! A Martial Artist lost his footing and was tackled from behind by a demon.
Zhao Poni spun around and sent the Tier Two Demon tumbling with a single slash, saving the Martial Artist.
He yanked the man to his feet and bellowed, "Run! Keep running forward!"
The group was already exhausted. They had fought a series of battles before being besieged for days.
But with hope for survival so close, they mustered their remaining strength and staggered onward.
Zhao Poni, Lin Qi Huan, and a few others brought up the rear, constantly turning back to clash with the pursuing demons.
Their own condition was no better, but the Taiping Bureau would never be the first to flee.
They fought as they retreated.
After suffering a few more casualties, they finally made it fifty li away.
In the distance, they saw a dozen or so Taiping Capital Captains wielding sabers and swords, shouting at them.
