After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, even without an Immortal Ascension Cultivator for a time, the Three Sects could still stand at the pinnacle of this realm by relying on their unfathomably deep foundation.
Should they fail to protect it even so, then there would be no one to blame but the incompetence of the younger generation.
But these people were not mortals, they knew that if they fled in panic, they would only be defeated one by one by the enemy, hence nobody attempted to escape immediately. Instead, everyone exerted all their strength, using their most powerful techniques hidden away, pushing the entire formation outward.
This was because only with the absolute trust among the Cultivators of the Three Sects and One Clan of Jin could such a smooth movement be achieved.
Seeing this scene from afar, the Evil Gods didn't care at all, and the smiles on their faces grew even thicker.
The Jackal-headed God nodded with satisfaction,
