He looked at Lu Qingshan with a profound gaze and instructed Tang Ze, "Take good care of this little fella, for he is the great hero of Falling Goose Pass."
After arranging everything, the Marquis of An Hai surveyed the surrounding, differently shaped Seventh Grade Demonic Cultivators with a watchful eye and said indifferently, "Gentlemen, I suppose it's time for you to withdraw your troops now."
The triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator slowly nodded his head and let out a long howl once again.
Wooo wooo wooo!
In the sky, the tumultuous black ocean formed by the Demon Race's army, amidst these distant wailing sounds, stirred up huge waves, like the tide going out, and rapidly retreated amidst the roaring.
"Let's go, Human Cultivators," the triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator said coldly.
The Marquis of An Hai nodded his head, holding Qing Ge, and was about to leave.
