Fleeing in a sorry state (1)

When master Huineng heard Zhao Hai's words, he heaved a sigh of relief. Zhao Hai did not ask him to join the battle immediately, which meant that he did not have the intention of using him as cannon fodder. Master Huineng was naturally happy. He immediately agreed and led his people back to the back of the sea exploration sect.

However, Zhao Hai didn't pay any attention to them. He believed that Hui Neng and the others were sincere in their surrender this time. Even if they were faking it, Zhao Hai could deal with them. They wouldn't have any chance at all, so Zhao Hai wasn't worried at all.

Zhao Hai didn't have the time to care about them. He raised his head and looked into the distance at the sacred sect's Army. Currently, the sacred sect's Army had left about ten million people behind. They were in formation, waiting for Zhao Hai and the others to attack. It seemed like these people were left behind by the sacred sect to cover their retreat.