In the blink of an eye, more than twenty demon beast souls appeared and attacked Donor.
Yu Huang pulled Donor behind her and said to him, "Rest first. I'll go with Sheng Xiao!"
At this moment, Donor's blood was boiling, and his heart was racing. His spiritual power was greatly exhausted, but his body was trembling with excitement. On the surface, his condition was very bad, and he wasn't suitable for participating in battle.
Donor knew what was good for him and didn't force it. He nodded and grabbed Yu Huang's hand. He said solemnly, "Be careful. If you can't win, run." After a pause, Donor said, "Don't worry about me." He was injured and was already a burden. If Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao brought him along to escape, their chances of escaping would be greatly reduced.
Donor didn't want to drag his two good friends down.
Yu Huang glared at him. "Shut up!"
