Magic Vine Minor Realm.
The siege by numerous princes of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan had already lasted for several months, breaking one Formation Method after another, and trampling over one mountain after another. The void continually shattered, and the ground continually collapsed. In the end, even the Spiritual Vein and earth veins were forcibly shattered, turning tens of thousands of miles into a weak spiritual environment.
The great Formation Method swayed in the storm, about to shatter.
"We can't hold on any longer."
"It's beyond redemption."
Heavenly Calculator Daoist whispered, "Gulin Zi, we are going to flee. If you are willing, you can escape with us to the edge of the Formation Method, and wait for the next batch of nine million Human Race's army to arrive."
"If we can escape and keep fleeing without direct confrontations, we might be able to delay them for a while, perhaps changing the situation of our seniors in battle."
