"Let’s retreat and see if they come after us. If they do leave the cave, we stand a chance of defeating them,” said the gray-robed Yama.

"Alright.” 

They put their plan into motion at once. Like a beaten army in total collapse, they could only retreat and flee, even feigning weakness and enervation. In fact, there was no need to pretend—they were a sorry sight indeed. 

Every single one of them looked ashen, as if they had received a huge blow to their egos, which formed a sharp contrast with their previous arrogance.

How wretched indeed! In fact, they had yet to recover their senses. Never mind the fact that they had failed to break through the entrances; what they could never have imagined was losing so terribly. They had paid a heavy price for underestimating their enemy.

"Here’s a question: are we easy targets trapped in one place, or have we blocked your attack and destroyed you?” Zhao Tianxing erupted in laughter as the Nonahall disciples flushed in embarrassment.

The only comeback they could muster was to threaten them with...