"Fellow Daoist Yu Bi, this beast is formidable. There is no need for us to fight it head-on. Why not withdraw now?" Yin Zhuang said.
"Indeed, there is no need to remain entangled with it. Even if we killed it, there would be no benefit." Yu Bi was already thinking of retreating.
As for whether sparing this eighth-rank demon corpse would bring devastation upon Floating Dust Ridge, or even all of Cangwu Province, that was never something Yu Bi considered.
"Yin Zhuang, bring your men and leave with me." Yu Bi spoke again, his tone carrying an unquestionable firmness.
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Yu Bi," Yin Zhuang replied.
Naturally, he knew why Yu Bi wanted him to leave together with him.
It was nothing more than coveting the information about the Corpse Ancient Secret Realm, as well as the treasures the four of them had obtained within it.
But he was no match for Yu Bi and could only agree helplessly.
Thinking this, Yin Zhuang could not help looking toward Wu Feng.
Before entering the secret realm, Wu Feng had solemnly sworn that he would be loyal to him. Yet now, Wu Feng stood behind Yu Bi, not even daring to look at him.
Wu Feng naturally did not dare meet Yin Zhuang's gaze. He could only look at Yu Bi with fawning respect.
Yu Bi abruptly turned, preparing to leave.
Roar—
The giant ape demon corpse let out an earth-shaking roar.
Although the Corpse-Suppressing Nails had failed to truly injure it earlier, they had still blasted it back again and again.
This seemed to have stirred the giant ape demon corpse's ferocity, or perhaps it was simply its craving for fresh blood. The savage gleam in its scarlet eyes suddenly surged, like two boiling pools of blood churning with endless