Shen Wanshan's appearance had caused the many Mahayana Realm cultivators, who were already embroiled in a chaotic battle above, to slow down their movements.
The scene of the hundreds of fallen Mahayana cultivators being collected one by one by Shen Wanshan was indeed a stark reminder to them.
Here, they were merely cannon fodder.
The struggle for the Yin Yang Twin Lotus had just begun, yet the Mahayana were already strewn across the field as corpses.
Upon careful consideration, even knowing that they would not be able to continue on the path to immortality without obtaining the Yin Yang Twin Lotus today, they had no other choice.
"Gentlemen, it's time to calm down."
One Mahayana Realm cultivator spoke up.
"Right now, we're just appetizers. In front of true powerhouses, we are nothing."
"The odds of succeeding in the struggle for the Yin Yang Twin Lotus today are slim, but if we retreat now, at least we can live out a few hundred more years."
