After killing another batch of Razor Clams outside a cavity, Duan Yue, Tie Pin and Tie Fan had grown very tired and exhausted.
Tie Pin's appearance turned old again, and he kept panting. "Tie Fan, Sir Duan, retreat with Tie Ling and the others first. I'll wait for the Lord Holy Herald here."
Looking at the Razor Clams pouting in at them, Tie Pin was afraid that if they stayed here for too long, they would not be able to hold out, and it would do more harm than good if all of them were killed. It would be ideal for the other two to retreat with the hopes of the Firefish clan while they still had the strength to do so.
Duan Yue's face also looked slightly grave. "Where did that guy go? How can he be so unreliable at this critical juncture? He can't be dead, can he?"
"Lord Holy Herald will never die!" Tie Ling suddenly appeared behind the crowd, together with Tie Bi and Tie Xin. The three of them exuded a fierce force and looked very different from before.
