"Let him flee, then. You've all worked hard in this battle." Lu Xiaotian nodded and said no more.
The reason Jin Tong was known as the Mad Dragon was that he was mad enough. When fighting an enemy, he never made excuses. No matter how strong the enemy was, a win was a win, and a loss was a loss.
Even if Bamboo Monk Lan Yun and Palace Lord Mo Peng had joined forces to besiege Palace Lord Xuanwu, the result would not have been very different.
He could be careless about other matters and had never cared much for details. But when it came to battle, Jin Tong was never the least bit vague, and he liked to split hairs.
Lu Xiaotian did not try to persuade him further. If the man could truly be persuaded, he would not be the Mad Dragon.
The Mad Dragon bloodline flowed through his veins. A momentary setback would not cause much disturbance in his state of mind.
Whether it was the Mad Dragon, Palace Lord Lei Peng, or Bamboo Monk Lan Yun, they had all been astonishing enough. It was only that they had advanced too recently.
The Evilblood Zhu Yan and Palace Lord Xuanwu they had fought were old monsters who had cultivated for countless years. To reach the current situation was already beyond Lu Xiaotian's expectations.
There was simply Lu Xiaotian's example to compare against, making the difference relatively obvious. Lu Xiaotian had entered the Immortal Lord realm somewhat earlier than powerhouses like Jin Tong.
But in the eyes of old monsters like the Evilblood Zhu Yan and Palace Lord Xuanwu, Lu Xiaotian had actually advanced only about as long ago as Jin Tong and the others.
However, Lu Xiaotian had fought too many great battles and vicious battles on