"Not enough, far from enough. This Demon Race Immortal Monarch might be deliberately exposing a flaw. If we follow the original plan, we will undoubtedly die. I've already seen nineteen thousand six hundred ways we could meet our demise."
"It can see through us, its Shadow Light Heaven Lantern is too powerful, comparable to the Yin and Yang Qi of our Great Cultivation Realm. We've lost our home-field advantage here, and we're very passive."
"Stop attacking immediately. We need to retreat. Each attack allows this Demon Race Immortal Monarch to understand us more. The expedition failed, we must withdraw."
Ling Yue suddenly spoke, seemingly using his foresight abilities. After all, as the top Astronomer Prophet, foreseeing the future was his expertise, not combat.
But Wang Wu did not stop, continuously sending Venerable Hao Mao to their death, one every second, tirelessly.
"You're no match for it."
Ling Yue advised again, but it was in vain, as Wang Wu turned a deaf ear to it.
