The expressions on the faces of Queshichao, Pheasant, and Chicken Milk changed drastically.
That last strike from Zhao Yuan hadn't just taken Yanbei Village's head—it had shattered their confidence and will to fight. In that instant, he was a peerless general in their eyes! It was as if Guan Gong himself had been reborn!
"Go!"
The trio made an instant decision to retreat and weather the storm. They would wait for the effects of Zhao Yuan's Divine Strike Secret Technique to end, then come back and finish him off!
'After all, everyone else in this reception hall is grievously wounded and knocking on death's door. There's no reason for us to throw our own lives away in a moment of haste!'
The trio split up, each running for a different tunnel, hoping to make their escape.
However, Zhao Yuan had already anticipated this move.
He couldn't possibly chase all three at once, but they had forgotten one thing: he still had the Thunderlight Electromagnetic Cannon!
