Even slightly clear-headed, a touch of self-satisfaction began to creep in.
Act swiftly when it's time to act; hesitation only invites chaos. I must admit, my decisions were both rapid and correct.
I detected danger and ignited my Divine Soul to flee in madness. Had anyone else been in my shoes, they might not have escaped the clutches of the Blood Rain Demon Venerable.
Yet, there's one thing I must remain wary of—the Demon Head's strength has clearly surpassed my expectations.
The second Evil God has fallen, and his true body might well be in crisis, on the brink of death at any moment.
At this point, I must protect this Divine Soul, keeping it as safe as possible until everything settles down, and then reconnect with my main body.
These chaotic thoughts flashed through Feng Yu's mind. He looked back at the now distant Dharma Idol, his lips curling into a faint, cold smile.
Hmph!
