Li Molin's words angered the Yuan Dao Sect disciples behind Yuan Ling. Yu Xing, his face full of indignation, said, "Master, the demons are too arrogant. We have been tolerating them, but they keep bullying us. It's too much!"
Yuan Ling's face was ashen, and he remained silent.
The two thousand Xuanjia soldiers behind Li Molin were in an uproar. They had just acquired the Xuan Tie armor and Xuan Tie spears and were looking forward to a good fight, but Li Molin was going to retreat. Naturally, they were not satisfied.
Li Molin turned to the numerous Xuanjia soldiers who were loudly volunteering for battle and said in a loud voice, "Alright, it's getting late. Let's retreat first. Tomorrow, I will definitely lead you in a great battle and let the name of the Xuanjia Army shake the Central Plains!"
The Xuanjia Army finally quieted down, and Li Molin called out, "Let's go!"
Two thousand Xuanjia soldiers responded in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.
So Li Molin and Liuli flew away first, followed closely by Yu Ke and Yu Xin, with two thousand Xuanjia soldiers flying at the very back. The large swarm of black light disappeared into the distance in an instant.
All that remained were the disciples of the Yuandao Sect, who stood atop various flying swords, floating in the air, their faces grim and filled with righteous indignation.
Yuan Ling turned to look at Liang Yihan, whose face was gloomy, and asked in a low voice, "Han'er, have you obtained the divine stone?"
Liang Yihan shook his head, his face full of self-reproach, and said, "Master, this disciple is incompetent."
Yuan Ling sighed and said loudly, "Alright, it's late, everyone go back and rest."
The disciples of Yuandao Sect responded in unison, and after Yuanling returned, they all went back to Yuandao Sect.
Only a faint golden light remained in the sky. Shi Chan watched from afar as Liuli and the demons left. His face was filled with loss. He sighed softly, turned around, and flew away silently.
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