As for the rest of the devilry cultivators, they tried to retreat and swore they would take revenge.
With them going in different directions, Song Jia let Jin out.
She followed and struck down those heading east while Jin threw flames at the people heading west.
With some heading north, Wan Yan made a move and fought with them.
While Song Jia returned with her sword dripping in blood, she waved her sword, shaking off the blood from it.
Jin also returned with a satisfied grin.
As for Wan Yan, he's still fighting them off. Unfortunately, one had escaped.
Jin headed to Wan Yan's direction and helped him.
"Master, I apologize. One had escaped."
"It's fine. They'll be back soon, but we'll be waiting." Song Jia shrugged. She also wanted to see what force those devilry cultivators have.
As for the one being strangled.
She sighed. "If we can get information, it's better. If not, then just kill him."
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