As soon as Thrice Reckless said those words, Venerable White was stunned and blankly stared at his fist. Afterward, he silently took his hand back. What Thrice Reckless said wasn't wrong. Although this blood demon was a tank with a lot of HP, it would surely die if Senior White were to punch it.
Thereupon, Venerable White silently returned next to Song Shuhang, his expression disappointed.
Since he couldn't join in the fun and beat the blood demon, he got bored and brought the guided missile over to his position, starting to fiddle with it again.
This time, no one tried to prevent Venerable White from researching the missile. The fellow daoists that were supposed to stop him from researching this dangerous thing were currently happily playing with the blood demon...
