Nezha still felt resentful, always believing that if he just persisted a bit longer, he could definitely turn the tide of defeat around.
Li Jing, however, sighed and said, "In the end, the big picture of the battle must fall on the shoulders of those myriad Heavenly Soldiers. They've already lost the strength to charge. Even if you fought back the Great Sage of the Demon Race, what then? The Demon Clan isn't just this one Great Sage."
"Yet, to retreat like this will dampen morale," Nezha argued.
"Today, we were only caught off guard by the opponent, leading to a lack of strategy in advancing or retreating. Moreover, the enemy has been plotting for a long time. If we persist, I'm afraid there will be too many casualties. It would be better to regroup afterward. Our grand army, mighty and vast, will be enough to wipe them out," said Li Jing with confidence.
