"The spirit meridian is destroyed, and the opponent still has seven Golden Core Realm True Monarchs. We only have four left on our side; we can't hold out anymore. Our True Demon Sect is truly finished."
The White Bone Demon Monarch looked at the True Ming Demon Monarch, his expression extremely grim.
"Forget it, the situation is beyond control.
Our strength was still too thin. The call for help was sent long ago, but we received no response whatsoever.
*We are ultimately just a branch, not being valued is normal.*
*Forget it, give the order, retreat.*"
The True Ming Demon Monarch sighed helplessly and said.
*At this moment, the combined forces of the Immortal Sects indeed controlled too much power. Especially in terms of top-tier powerhouses, with seven Golden Core Realm cultivators besieging their four, the difference was nearly double.*
