After Tang Zhen left, the native cultivators regained their senses. Their faces were filled with the expression of having survived a disaster.
Without any hesitation, they ran away with all their might, not daring to stay on the street for a moment.
No one paid any attention to the monster. They had to report to the higher-ups immediately.
If they hesitated for even a moment, they would have to bear the responsibility.
It didn't take long for figures to arrive and gather on the street where the battle was taking place.
The most eye-catching ones were the twenty or so cultivators of Lou city. They were floating in the air and looking down at the surroundings, making the native cultivators 'breathing become rapid.
The elites of the 4th battle group had all arrived, which was enough to show the severity of the situation.
Looking at the traces of battle left behind, the cultivators 'faces turned gloomy. They had already realized that things were not good.
