"Your Majesty, what do we do now?"
A Royal Elder at Xia Qingying's side asked with a grave expression.
"Is there no way to fight back?"
Xia Qingying's brow furrowed, and she spoke with a hint of resignation.
"There isn't. We aren't familiar with this Ancient Divine Land. Now that they have control of the core hub, we are in no position to challenge them."
"Then, let's retreat!"
Xia Qingying sighed. Things having come to this, she didn't want to let her own forces be sacrificed for nothing.
"Patriarch Yu, we have decided to leave. I wonder what your family plans to do?"
After a moment of thought, Xia Qingying asked politely.
"We will retreat as well."
Yu Zhonglin weighed his options for a moment, then glanced up at the incense stick in midair and nodded helplessly.
Thus, the Cultivators of the two families joined together and retreated like a receding tide.
