"Amitabha, this old monk had already promised to save this young benefactor's life; how could I easily withdraw?"
Lu Ling, appearing as a saintly monk, felt somewhat frustrated and angry inside. He, a prominent member of the Blood Skull Clan, had killed countless beings and drunk much blood, yet he found himself saying such words.
Hearing this, He Yunwang was infuriated, having never encountered such an annoying monk before.
Chen Yu couldn't help but respect the monk deeply. The monk, a stranger to him, was reluctant to leave at such a critical moment. It seemed he truly was a virtuous monk.
"Master, you should leave first. This is my own matter," urged Chen Yu.
Although there were three more enemies, two of them were in the Half-step Sky Sea Realm and not a concern.
The only ones who posed a real threat to Chen Yu were the Purple-clothed Demon He Yunwang and Senior Sister Lu from the Heavenly Jade Sect, whose appearance was plain.
