"Our escape route has been cut off," declared the Marquis of An Hai.
Tang Ze glanced back and saw that ten Seventh Grade Demonic Cultivators, along with hundreds to thousands of Demon Race soldiers, had appeared behind them.
They no longer had a path to retreat.
Either die amid the Demon Race army or make it to the warship ahead.
"Since there's no way back, let's focus all our efforts on charging forward!" Tang Ze's resolute voice rose in the air.
"Alright, charge through!" yelled the Sword Cultivator at the very front, swinging his sword once more with the resolve to stake everything on this move.
Several streaks of black light, transformed by the Demonic Cultivators, were no longer fearful and crashed directly against the sword strike.
