The Feathered Divine Army withdrew in an orderly, unhurried, and composed manner, slowly retreating from the battlefield.
Combat was not about showing off strength or brutality, but about considering multiple factors.
Zhao Ge knew that if the battle continued, these people would attack like starving wolves, scavenging the bodies, which would be disadvantageous for them. The only option was to withdraw and seek another chance to fight.
The great battle at the Reincarnation Ground would not end so quickly.
There would be plenty of opportunities to engage with them slowly in the future.
"The Feathered Divine Army has withdrawn!"
Everyone was astonished to see this, as the Divine Martial Empire had withstood the ferocious assault of the Feathered Divine Army.
On the battlefield strewn with blood and carnage, although not defeated, the Divine Martial Empire still suffered heavy losses. The survivors gathered the remains of their comrades, well aware that war always brought death.
