"Mu Wu Feng, you cannot escape. Hurry and come back with me to apologize to the elder ancestor! Perhaps you can still be spared from death." Escaping from the Withered Wood Tribe, the three hundred Guardian Clan Soldiers led by Mu Wu Feng were reduced to less than two hundred after a fierce chase.
With thousands of the tribe's old and young in tow, it was a tumultuous and bloody escape. Blood stains stretched for hundreds of miles, and a large part of the group was made up of infants, causing a significant lag in the escaping group's speed.
Seeing the relentless pursuers behind, the group was hindered by the many old and young people, the pursuers kept snapping at their tails, refusing to let go. Mu Wu Feng was forced to respond, hoping that they would have some compassion "Chief Bai Fu Zheng Kai, our elder ancestor is ruthless, harming our tribesmen, how can you just stand by and watch these children being taken away?"