If I had just a little more time, whether to devour all of Kui Yong's remaining internal power or to adjust to my current immense internal power, I could deal with these fellows. Pang Ji felt deeply frustrated.
Pang Ji knew that time was all he lacked now. Even another day or two would do.
Unfortunately, Huo Lian and the others had not given him that chance.
They had come too quickly, and he had also been careless.
He had thought that Kui Yong, who had fled with severe injuries, could stir up no waves. As for Mo Pozheng, he had taken him even less seriously.
He had never expected that, while Kui Yong had done nothing, Mo Pozheng would give him such a tremendous surprise.
This surprise was rather hard for him to accept.
Do I really have to abandon it just like this? Pang Ji was struggling inwardly now.
If he stayed any longer, he feared he really would die at these people's hands.
Not fearing them did not mean he could confront all seven head-on and still survive unscathed.
At least, he could not do so now.
He could not withdraw from here while taking Kui Yong's body with him. He could only leave alone.
Although he had now activated the essence blood within Kui Yong's body, he still could not absorb much internal power in so short a time. Especially under their combined attacks, he had no chance to absorb it undisturbed.
Just thinking about abandoning the remaining twenty percent of that internal power made Pang Ji's heart bleed.
"Don't push me too far!" Pang Ji roared.
"Pang Ji, Kui Yong is practically a dead man already. That leaves you as the only threat here in the Demon Hall. Once we deal with you, the Demon