“Retreat!”

The eighth legion’s warriors were about to slaughter all the demonic beasts that they were surrounding until someone shouted. Without hesitation, everyone flew away.

Their bodies suddenly vanished mysteriously as if space had enveloped them.

Those warriors had entered an illusion formation that had been activated from near a spatial crack. Without getting close, there was no way to tell.

At this moment, a war chariot came racing over. Ye Lingfeng was standing atop it, only to see a mass of corpses from the demonic beasts. There were still some straggling demonic beasts fleeing.

“Hm? Curious, where are they? They retreated without even cleaning up the battlefield?” The person who had reported this in the first place couldn’t understand it.

“Something seems off,” said one of the vice commanders. But he was unable to say what was off.

The eighth legion was famous for their poverty. When they cleaned up the...