"Yuan, you led your people in killing two Progenitors of our Innate Source Being Faction. This battle will not end like this!" Infinite Great Serpent's enormous body floated amid the Source Qi Flow as he let out an enraged growl.
"Oh?"
A faint smile appeared on Yuan's face. "Are you saying you want to keep fighting us?"
Yuan's words made Infinite Great Serpent pause.
It was not that he did not want to continue fighting, but that he could not.
Facing the Cultivator Faction's seven Origin Lords, no matter how confident he was, he knew he was no match for them.
As one of the four great Progenitors of the Innate Source Being Faction who possessed an undying, indestructible ability, no one in the current Infinite Source Space could kill him. But that did not mean he was invincible.
If he continued fighting the seven Origin Lords, there was a strong chance that his current body would be blown apart.
By then, restoring his body would require immense resources and a long span of time.
Infinite Great Serpent swept his gaze across the Origin Lords present and said coldly, "Your objective has already been achieved in this battle. Our Innate Source Being Faction has merely lost by one move."
He could accept victory and defeat alike.
A loss was a loss. As a peak expert of the Infinite Source Space, Infinite Great Serpent possessed that much grace.
Of course, saying those words also meant that Infinite Great Serpent was unwilling to continue the battle.
"Hahaha, Infinite, it seems you're quite good at recognizing the situation. That isn't easy." Yuan chuckled. "Since that's the case, then get lost!"
If they continued besieging Infinite Great Serpent, there was a high chance they could destroy this body of his, but they still could