The Night Ghost Pavilion's retreat greatly boosted the morale of the Sacred Palace. On the other hand, the ordinary disciples of the Night Ghost Pavilion had no idea what had happened. They only knew that Mo Xie had given the order to retreat.
They had been inexplicably defeated. Now that the Sacred Palace was charging at them with all their might, the Night Ghost Pavilion disciples lost all will to fight. They all rushed toward the starship.
With one fleeing and the other chasing, the Night Ghost Pavilion's defeat was obvious. Mo Xie's feelings were indescribable as he watched the Night Ghost Pavilion disciples scramble to escape.
He clearly had the ability to fight Xiao Chen, but he had lost. He couldn't even fight back.
Last time, it was the same on the Bai Mo Continent. Now, it was the same on the Blood Demon Continent. He was filled with hatred. If Mo Xie and Xiao Chen were to fight alone, there was no doubt that Mo Xie would fight to the death without any hesitation.
However, he couldn't do that now. There were tens of thousands of people on both sides. As the first Chosen, Mo Xie had too many things to consider. Xiao Chen had accurately grasped Mo Xie's weakness, leaving him with no way to deal with it.
Screams began to ring out. The Night Ghost Pavilion disciples with low cultivation were caught by the Sacred Palace disciples. In an instant, the Night Ghost Pavilion disciples suffered heavy casualties.
Hearing the endless screams, Mo Xie gritted his teeth and shouted, "Saints, bring up the rear and stop the Sacred Palace's pursuit."
He ordered the Saints of the Night Ghost Pavilion to bring up the rear and buy time for the Night Ghost Pavilion disciples to retreat. There was no other way. Without the Saints, the disciples wouldn't be able to escape the Sacred Palace's pursuit.
Of course, it wasn't just the Saints. Mo Xie also led Hao Zong, Yan Xiang, and the others to bring up the rear.
There was no turning back this battle. The only thing Mo Xie could do was think of a way to reduce the casualties of the Night Ghost Pavilion disciples.
Mo Xie led the group to bring up the rear while the remaining disciples frantically ran toward the starship. Xiao Chen had a cold smile on his face as he faced Mo Xie once again.
He did not engage in a life and death battle with Mo Xie. The outcome of the battle was already decided, and the Sacred Palace had achieved their goal. As for Mo Xie, it was impossible to kill him now, so they could only let him go for now.
On the other hand, Mo Xie was infuriated. While fighting with Xiao Chen, Mo Xie could tell that Xiao Chen had no intention of fighting to the death with him at all, so he snarled viciously.
"Xiao Chen, I will never forget what happened today. Next time, I will kill you with my own hands."
As he spoke, Mo Xie's attacks weakened slightly. He naturally did not want to fight to the death with Xiao Chen. The only thing he needed to do now was to delay Xiao Chen and the other Sacred Palace experts so that the Night Ghost Pavilion disciples would have more time to escape.
Both sides were entangled with each other, but neither had the intention to fight to the death. The outcome was already decided, and there was no need to fight to the death.
In fifteen minutes, most of the Night Ghost Pavilion disciples had successfully escaped to the starship. Mo Xie and the Chosen and Saints of the Night Ghost Pavilion also began to retreat.
In this regard, Xiao Chen and the others did not stop him. However, they still continued to press him. They could not give Mo Xie too much time. They had to drive him out of the Blood Demon Continent in one go. Only then would this battle be truly over.
Mo Xie knew what Xiao Chen was thinking, and his teeth itched with hatred. However, there was nothing he could do. When he returned to the starship, he immediately ordered a retreat.
More than a dozen Night Ghost Pavilion starships started to move and immediately flew into the starry sky. Mo Xie stood on the deck and looked down at Xiao Chen and the Sacred Palace experts. His face was extremely dark, and he swore to himself that he would definitely destroy the Sacred Palace. How could he swallow the anger in his heart?
The Night Ghost Pavilion had fled. Less than two hours had passed since their defeat and their retreat. With the Night Ghost Pavilion's escape, the Sacred Palace had naturally won the battle.
This was an outcome that no one had expected. Everything had happened so suddenly that even after the Night Ghost Pavilion had retreated, the spies from the various sects were still in a daze.
"They won just like that? The Night Ghost Pavilion fled? "someone blurted out.
"The Sacred Palace won. The Sacred Palace actually won this battle," someone said in disbelief.
The spies from the various sects all had different expressions, but without exception, they were all shocked. There was nothing they could do about it. This outcome had far exceeded their expectations.
Originally, not many people thought highly of the Sacred Palace. Even the Nine Heavens, Liwang Sect, Supreme Deity Sect, and the other sects that had allied with the Sacred Palace did not think highly of the Sacred Palace. They all thought that the Sacred Palace's overall strength was inferior to the Night Ghost Pavilion's.
But now, the Night Ghost Pavilion had fled in panic, and the Sacred Palace had won a complete victory. The truth was that the Sacred Palace had won this battle.
Xiao Chen did not continue the chase. After the Night Ghost Pavilion had fled on their spaceship, Xiao Chen led his group back.
Xiao Chen was well aware that they had won this battle not because the Sacred Palace was much stronger than the Night Ghost Pavilion, but because he had grasped the Night Ghost Pavilion's weakness and caught Mo Xie off guard.
It could be said that Xiao Chen's victory in this battle was mostly due to luck. If Mo Xie had been prepared in advance, it would have been impossible to force him to retreat using such a method. Therefore, Xiao Chen did not continue to pursue the battle. The result was just as he had expected. It was perfect.
Xiao Chen and the others began to rest and reorganize on the spaceship that returned to the Sacred Palace. They no longer needed to fear the Night Ghost Pavilion's return because as long as Mo Xie did not kill them, they should know that it was no longer the time to fight.
The disciples of the Night Ghost Pavilion had lost all their vigor. Mo Xie no longer had the right to return. Mo Xie needed time to recover his vigor. Therefore, Mo Xie only had one choice now, and that was to admit defeat and lead the disciples back to the Night Ghost Pavilion and fight again in the future.
The Sacred Palace's morale was soaring and everyone was incomparably excited. In the flagship, Xiao Chen, Chen Ling, the Chosens, Saintesses, and Saint Sovereigns were gathered together.
Xiao Chen first looked at Quan Lan and asked with concern, "Junior sister Quan Lan, are you alright?"
Quan Lan's injuries were definitely the most serious in this battle, but when she heard Xiao Chen's words, she still smiled despite her pale face. "Senior brother, don't worry, I'm fine. I've already taken some healing pills, so there's nothing wrong with me."
She had already taken some healing pills and her injuries were already under control. Although she still needed some time to rest, her life was no longer in danger.
Xiao Chen nodded slightly when he heard this. As long as her life was not in danger, everything was fine. Then, he looked at the crowd and a smile appeared on Xiao Chen's face.
"We've won this battle. Let's rest for a day and return to the Sacred Palace tomorrow. Mo Xie and the others probably won't dare to come back, but we can't let our guard down. We still have to be on our guard."
(Begging for your collection, begging for monthly votes, begging for recommendations!)
(End of Chapter)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
