Yuri and the others didn't fully comprehend what Yi Beidou meant, but they surmised it had something to do with ancient beings.
Initially, they had come not only to seek guidance from Yi Beidou but also harboring the faint hope of watching the battle up close. Now, however, they had completely abandoned that notion.
The aftershock of the fight between Devi and Yi Beidou—and Yi Beidou hadn't even been serious—had already been almost too much for them to bear. 'How terrifying will the coming battle be?'
Even for those in the Saint Realm, an act like that would be no different from suicide.
"We'll take our leave, then."
Yuri took a deep breath, hoisted the unconscious Devi over his shoulder, and turned to run toward the outer edge of the nature reserve.
The remaining Saints didn't hesitate any longer. They gave a complex look at the figure who had remained seated cross-legged on the massive rock from start to finish. This day would be forever etched in their hearts.
