The Eight-Headed Serpent's Desire to Retreat

"What incredible defenses!" The Eight-Headed Serpent sucked in a breath, staring deeply at Uchiha Chen in undisguised amazement.

His tentacles might not have been indestructible, but they were still beyond the reach of those so-called divine weapons. And yet Susanoo didn't have so much as a scratch on it.

Feeling the waves of pain from his tentacles, the Eight-Headed Serpent grew furious. He couldn't win, and he couldn't even insult Chen without losing. What a lousy fight.

Run! A flash of inspiration crossed the Eight-Headed Serpent's mind. That's right! How could I be so stupid? Why do I have to fight him head-on? If I can't beat him, I can just hide! As long as I recover my strength, then...

The Eight-Headed Serpent looked at Uchiha Chen with a chilling gleam in his eyes.

Once he realized he couldn't beat Uchiha Chen, the Eight-Headed Serpent had prepared to flee at any moment. But with a body as enormous as his, escaping from the valley would be difficult.

Fortunately, Miroku was behind Uchiha Chen, weighing him down. If Chen had to protect Miroku while also stopping the Eight-Headed Serpent from escaping, it would be next to impossible.

Having made up his mind, the Eight-Headed Serpent no longer considered fighting Uchiha Chen head-on. He kept dodging Chen's attacks as he quietly planned his escape route.

Seeing that the Eight-Headed Serpent had no intention of fighting him directly, Uchiha Chen didn't rush. Miroku had only asked Chen to keep the Eight-Headed Serpent trapped in the valley and stop him from escaping.

As long as the Eight-Headed Serpent had no intention of running away, Chen would let him do as he pleased, even if he turned the valley upside down.

Dodging Uchiha Chen's attacks without giving him an opening, the Eight-Headed Serpent knew that