Mo Hua stared at the monster for a moment, weighed his thoughts, and his gaze turned cold:
"Kill it!"
Situ Jian asked, "No survivors?"
Mo Hua shook his head, "This monster is too powerful. We don't have the luxury of leaving it alive. Strike with deadly blows, no hesitation."
"Besides, if it's a monster cultivator, sparing it might not yield any useful information anyway."
"If it really holds some secret, even in death, its corpse can 'speak'."
The group exchanged looks and nodded solemnly:
"Understood!"
Mo Hua calculated inwardly for a moment, then concisely laid out his plan before giving Ling Huxiao a glance and reminding him:
"Linghu, your swordsmanship is excellent, but don't act recklessly. Stick to the plan and coordinate with Situ and the others."
Ling Huxiao's expression was one of arrogance, but he still sensibly nodded his agreement.
While he had a love for combat, he knew when to prioritize.
Then the group began executing the plan.
