In that instant, Baili Mei's head buzzed, and his face inexplicably burned hot, as if he had been slapped.
The kill plot he painstakingly staged had been seen through by others early on, after all the turmoil, not only did it not cause Lin Chen any harm, but he himself seemed more like a clown seeking attention.
Seeing three Great Demons once again coming to surround him, he could no longer afford to think more, and he turned to flee toward the direction of the Demon Race.
In a short time, the Demon Team had been brutally decimated, with massive casualties, even some top powerhouses were among the dead, and morale had completely collapsed, everyone was fleeing for their lives, who would still care about an orderly retreat?
If Baili Mei didn't escape now, he likely wouldn't be able to escape at all because he had already seen several powerful immortals finishing off their opponents, turning around and heading this way.