Yang Guang couldn't refute and turned to Qi Yuan, saying, "Now... There should be enough demon essence blood, right? Shouldn't we retreat from Shuyao Mountain for now?"
"Not enough, far from enough."
Qi Yuan shook his head.
"How can such a small amount of demon essence blood be enough for me to defeat my great enemy?
While there's an abundance of demon essence blood here, I must strive harder!"
Yang Guang was at a loss for words.
An Qiao was also silent before finally asking, "Mr. Qi, are you planning to continue guerrilla warfare here to obtain essence blood from the Demon Clan?"
"You could say that." Qi Yuan nodded.
Of course, he wasn't actually engaging in guerrilla warfare but advancing relentlessly.
"This..." An Qiao hesitated and then said, "How about we leave first? Otherwise, staying here is just... dragging you down, Mr. Qi!"
What An Qiao said was true.
