The Golden Immortal Realm cultivators from the Sky Clan, Blood Clan, and Tentacle Clan were being chased everywhere within the Great Thousand World by Cao Zhen alone, yet they were helpless against him.
In the end, they began to scatter, flying in different directions.
Gathering together didn't help; they couldn't even touch Cao Zhen, and not a single cultivator could last a round in front of Cao Zhen to buy time for others.
Since that's the case, there was no point in sticking together—why not scatter and escape?
As for later?
Later, reinforcements would naturally arrive, and then it would be time to figure out how to deal with Cao Zhen; for now, survival was the priority.
"Escape?"
Cao Zhen's eyes narrowed, where do you think you can run to?
As long as you're in this world, even at the ends of Heaven, I can find you.
For now, though.
His gaze fell upon Immortal Lord Xu Wang.
