"Time to retreat."
This place is not suitable for a prolonged stay, danger lurks everywhere. Looking at the sky, it is dark and boundless, with the sinister shadows of Demons roaring in the Heavenly Vault.
Following the typical sequence of events.
The following scene is not something he can handle.
Even while hesitating whether to enter the Abyss.
He had pondered over it carefully.
Absolutely should not enter. Entering would certainly yield no rewards; one can reason this out by thinking: how capable is he, really? Can he snatch opportunities from a group of powerful True Immortals?
Better to stop dreaming.
Not being beaten to a pulp would already be a fortunate thing.
And can that severed arm be a simple existence? Definitely not, that belonged to a terrifying powerhouse. Even if not, it was still an arm of an ancient being capable of subduing all.
Anyway, he gained quite a bit in the outskirts.
Very satisfied.
What more could he ask for?
At this moment.
