As predicted by Baili Hongzhuang and others, practitioners from the Ming Martial Dynasty and the Cloud Sword Dynasty did not last long.
The number of these demonic beasts was incredibly vast, and there were already injured practitioners in the group.
During such a siege, once injured, the wounds would become increasingly severe, eventually leading to death.
Moreover, it was not just one practitioner facing this situation.
If they continued to stay here, their team's strength would undoubtedly be greatly affected.
Most importantly, considering the current circumstances, their chances of obtaining the Wind Spirit Tiger cub were very slim.
Since they couldn't obtain the Wind Spirit Tiger cub, sacrificing themselves would be meaningless.
With these thoughts in mind, Yu Junfei made a decisive decision, saying, "Let's go!"
Upon hearing Yu Junfei's words, the practitioners from the Cloud Sword Dynasty felt relieved as if a burden had been lifted. If they continued to stay, they had no idea when they would meet their demise.
In the next moment, the practitioners from the Cloud Sword Dynasty swiftly departed, with some of the demonic beasts chasing after them.
Among the numerous teams that were present before, only one team from the Ming Martial Dynasty remained in place.
"Captain, we can't hold on any longer. We should leave together!" one practitioner spoke up.
Dealing with such a large number of demonic beasts had exhausted him long ago.
Cheng Hefeng's expression was grim, and his gaze was extremely dark. He felt that the current situation was suspicious in every aspect.
Could it be that someone was plotting against them?
He didn't believe that the demonic beasts would attack them without reason. There must be some unknown motives behind it.
Damn it, he still couldn't determine where the problem lay.
However, leaving just like that left him feeling unwilling!
"Ah—"
A scream rang out as one practitioner from the Ming Martial Dynasty died in the jaws of a demonic beast.
Witnessing this scene, the intent to retreat within the minds of the Ming Martial Dynasty's practitioners became even stronger. "Captain..."
Cheng Hefeng's face turned even uglier, and he waved his hand, saying, "Let's go!"
In an instant, the practitioners from the Ming Martial Dynasty also hurriedly left, with the group of demonic beasts chasing closely behind them.
"These Ming Martial Dynasty practitioners are truly unwilling to give up."
After the practitioners from the Ming Martial Dynasty had left, Xia Zhiqing slowly emerged.
Baili Hongzhuang's gaze fell in the direction where the Ming Martial Dynasty had departed. It seemed that among the three major dynasties, the Ming Martial Dynasty was the most formidable.
Cheng Hefeng was obviously more pensive and intelligent than Fang Wencheng and Yu Junfei.
"Cheng Hefeng must suspect that someone is plotting against us."
Gong Shaoqing's face showed wisdom and astuteness. Just from Cheng Hefeng's perplexed and skeptical gaze, he could guess what Cheng Hefeng was thinking.
"Even if he suspects, so what? By the time he finds out, everything will already be settled."
Bai Junyu smiled brightly. No one could do anything to stop them.
In this short period, all the practitioners and demonic beasts present had vanished, leaving only their team in this place.
In their line of sight, the Wind Spirit Tiger remained in its original spot, licking its wounds.
After being besieged by so many practitioners before, the Wind Spirit Tiger had suffered numerous injuries and had obviously lost its strength.
The Wind Spirit Tiger had relaxed initially, but upon seeing the arrival of Baili Hongzhuang and the others, its relaxed state turned tense again. It stared fiercely at Baili Hongzhuang and the others.