"You all seem to understand the situation."
Someone on the opposite shore spoke coldly.
Earlier, Zhou Tian, Mu Shiniang, and others felt that the young experts across the way were arrogant, even more so than Old Six.
Now, knowing they come from the upper echelons of Night Ruins, with deep backgrounds, the group understands that it stems from an innate confidence.
Zhou Tian and Niu Wuwei felt very displeased in their hearts, as future Great Saints and Taoist Venerables, how could they justify backing away from the opponent's edge? If it were a real fight, they wouldn't be scared.
However, the old senior behind them had already set the tone, instructing them to retreat.
Across the shore, the silver-robed woman spoke calmly, "They aren't understanding the situation; they realize that only by making such a choice can they avoid being eliminated."
Upon hearing this emotionless, joyless and sorrowless transmission, even Meng Zhiyu's eyebrows raised, and Zhou Tian felt stifled.
