Old Master and Second Master had struck first to wear them down.
That allowed Xiao Chen to assess the risks of making a move.
This had been part of the plan from the very beginning.
Now, Old Master and Second Master had completed what they needed to do.
What remained depended on Xiao Chen.
"Chen-di, what are you doing? Don't go throw your life away!"
"Big Brother, come back! Don't give up on yourself!"
"Young Master, it's dangerous!"
Xu Potian, Thunderstorm, and Hei Meier cried out anxiously.
Even two Emperor Realm experts and one Half-Emperor had been beaten into ruin by the Sick Demons.
What was Xiao Chen going out there for?
Did he really think that just because he possessed Exotic Flame, he could face the Sick Demon army head-on?
Lin Fengmang also looked at Xiao Chen in confusion, unable to understand what he meant.
A weakling like him dared to walk alone toward the Pestilence Demon Clan?
"Young Master, this old man did his utmost. The Sick Demon army is simply too strong! This old man is no match for them!" Old Master looked at Xiao Chen apologetically.
He had known the Sick Demons were terrifying.
But he had never expected them to be this terrifying.
To be honest.
Things had reached a point beyond his expectations.
Originally, he had thought that even if they could not win.
Taking Xiao Chen and the others away should not have been a problem.
Who would have thought they would be injured so badly?
Now.
They could only look to Xiao Chen.
If Xiao Chen could not drive back the Sick Demons.
Every one of them would die here.
"Old Master, Second Master, Senior Sande, you have already done enough. Let me handle the rest!" Xiao Chen bowed, helping the three