The White Oriole's shock

In the air, another drop of divine blood bloomed.

The half-step ancestors who were chasing gradually stopped.

Their faces were dejected and upset.

There were so many of them, yet they couldn't even stop one person.

"Quickly retreat!"

They protected their clansmen and began to retreat.

Right now, the only way was to retreat. Otherwise, they would suffer heavy losses, and they could not afford to pay such a price.

Any nine-star was the backbone of their Bai clan. Losing one was a great loss.

"Your Excellency is very capable! We'll remember today's grudge!"

After the clansmen had retreated some distance, the group of half-step ancestors looked at them coldly and left after leaving a few harsh words.

"Swish!"

Tang Hao only laughed.

With his current strength, these half-step ancestors were not enough to pose a threat to him, unless the DI zu showed up.

"He's ... Leaving?"

The people of the Wen ancestor's lineage were in a daze.