Chapter 3885
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A blood red saber that was as long as two people appeared in his hand.
"All of you, retreat!"
The Demon Race soldiers retreated in response.
Demon Blade's face was slightly pale, and there were beads of sweat sliding down his forehead.
But there was no fear on his face as he walked step by step towards Yin Wuji.
Even if he knew he was no match, he would not retreat even half a step.
Because the Demon Race believed in strength, bravery, and advancing courageously.
However, at this time, Yin Wuji's expression changed greatly. He suddenly turned to look at the southern horizon.
His face was filled with disbelief, and his body unconsciously began to tremble.
The Netherworld Fire that was originally blooming behind him also disappeared without a trace.
Demon Blade was surprised and followed his gaze.
There didn't seem to be anything special?
Eh? No!
It was clearly noon with the scorching sun in the sky.
But there was a red glow at the end of the southern horizon.
And as time passed, the red glow became more and more dazzling, so much so that the blood red seemed to be dyed with a faint black qi.
It was as if there was a ball of fire burning the sky and clouds until they were all burned to ashes.
Yin Wuji's face was filled with shock, and there were beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
His lips trembled as he muttered, "Impossible! Impossible … how could he succeed? "
The doubt in Demon Blade's heart grew deeper.
What had happened in the red glow that caused Yin Wuji, who had always valued his reputation, to lose his composure in the territory of the Demon Race?
Demon Blade opened his mouth to ask.
Who would have guessed that Yin Wuji would instantly disappear.
Then, in less than two hours, the army of the Nether Region that was stationed in the northwest corner of the [Ancient Battlefield of Death] had collectively departed.
Even the huge and luxurious palace had completely disappeared in an instant.
"It's really strange!" Sky River said suspiciously. "It was clearly them who were clamoring to quickly start a war with the Polar Domain, and now they are fleeing as if their butts are on fire. Are those idiots of the Nether Region crazy?"
Demon Blade frowned, and couldn't help but look at the southern horizon.
At this time, the scene of the burning clouds had already disappeared. Everything was calm as usual.
However, Yao Dao felt that something must have happened in the Nether Realm.
Otherwise, Yin Wuji would not have revealed such a horrified expression, and he would not have led his troops away in such a hurry.
Yao Dao told him about Yin Wuji's performance.
Everyone couldn't help but reveal puzzled expressions.
Min Wei frowned, "Demon Venerable, now that the Nether Domain has retreated, what should we do? Do you still want to start a war with the Polar Domain? "
For a moment, everyone's gaze was focused on Jun Shitian.
The Devil Race was warlike. They would definitely not be willing to run away with their tails between their legs before the battle even started.
However, the Demon Race also respected the strong, and they were the most loyal.
Therefore, as long as their Devil Lord Jun Shitian gave an order, all the Devil Race would obey without hesitation.
Jun Shitian's face was ice-cold as he frowned.
He looked at the Polar Domain's camp with eyes brimming with killing intent.
The bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty genes in Tianhe and the others were also stirred.
He was waiting for Jun Shitian to say the word 'kill'.
However, after waiting for a moment, Jun Shitian gritted his teeth and said, "Pass down the order, retreat!"
What —?
Just now, the Devil Lord's face was clearly filled with killing intent. Why did he say retreat instead of attack?
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