True Martial Heavenly King, as well as the people of Purple Cloud Immortal Palace, upon seeing the situation, couldn't help but furrow their brows.
The mood of the Skull Immortal, which had finally lifted with difficulty, now fell once more—this was not a good omen.
They also understood the concerns of the Skull Immortal.
Even if blessed with great fortune, they could defend for one more day tomorrow, but if Qin Feng still didn't return, with the siege of Taichu Immortal City, they, who are souls, would have nowhere to rest, leading to their complete annihilation.
Therefore, their worries were justified.
However, in war, a low mood is the most taboo.
This equals losing without a fight!
"If Young Master Qin doesn't come back, we're dead either way!"
"Do you think Young Master Qin has abandoned us? Are we just supposed to defend for half a month here?"
"I don't think so! How could Young Master Qin be like that?"
"Then why isn't he back yet?"
"This..."
"..."
