Zhong Yue sighed as Shui Zian was a man that could not be comprehended easily but at the same time, he admired the old man's wisdom as well.
After the two battles, the pursuers were either dead or in retreat, giving them a peaceful day with few disturbances.
After all, instead of killing Zhong Yue and Shui Zian, the various celestial races had suffered great losses. The immense death toll among the higher-ups of these celestial races was significant to them and if this happened to a smaller celestial race, it would have taken them at least a few hundred years to regain their power.
An intelligent and wise man's destructive power is often far more potent than a simply strong individual. This was doubly so if this wise man also possessed great strength of his own. He would be much more terrifying. And Shui Zian was one such individual – a man who possessed great intelligence and strength at the same time.
"Tomorrow, we will be back at the Great Wilderness."
