Cang Ji anxiously swept towards Bao Mountain Court, even creating a black hole along the way.
Meanwhile, he couldn't see Lin Dongqi's expression from behind his back.
Yuan Xingzi's plan would launch in three months.
In these three months, let Cang Ji obediently retreat and carefully temper his poisonous heart.
The Zhao Qi Corps need a period to recuperate, and Zhao Qian'en also needs some time to adapt after taking over.
Buzzzz! Buzzzz!
Buzzzz! Buzzzz!
At this moment, no one noticed that the remaining fragments of the Celestial Net Prison Chain in the sky were trembling slightly.
These chains were stained with Lin Dongqi's fresh blood.
...
"Retreat!"
The low-level battlefield on the ground also began to retreat quickly.
Whether human or alien, they were retreating frantically.
The original gap of over 100 meters instantly stretched to two kilometers.
There was no choice but to retreat.
