They knew that if they continued, their entire army could be annihilated! And they were just the vanguard, their elders and others were still behind them...
Both sides were in a stalemate for a moment...
However, the stalemate did not last long. In the blink of an eye, more than 20 men in black appeared in front of them, and the strength of these 20-plus men was at least at the Demigod-level, if not stronger...
"Palace Master!" Upon seeing the newcomers, the men in black knelt down.
Everyone saw clearly that a young man was leading the 20-plus men in black. The man was dressed in pitch-black attire like ink, with his jet-black hair lazily draped on his back, untied and unrestrained. His thin lips slightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth raised a pleasing curve.
