The mighty Ice Fire Demonic Ape possessed a fearsome reputation that shook the heavens.
In just three moves, he had pushed Zhou Chun and Nangong Wuqing—two so-called Grand Cultivators in terms of combat power—to their limits.
Facing such a ferocious Ice Fire Demonic Ape, even Nangong Wuqing, that arrogant mid Nascent Soul stage cultivator, now felt a despairing sense of powerlessness against him and no longer dared to continue fighting.
And how could Zhou Chun actually be any different?
But he was more concerned with the overall situation and even less willing to let the victory already in hand be overturned.
Therefore, after hearing Nangong Wuqing's words, he first glanced at the other Nascent Soul stage cultivators still fleeing back, then said in a deep voice, "Hold him off a little longer. The other fellow Daoists are about to retreat. Once they're safe, we'll withdraw!"
Hearing this, Nangong Wuqing could not help but smile bitterly. "Fellow Daoist Zhou Chun, you really are compassionate. I just don't know whether those fellow Daoists will appreciate your kindness!"
As he spoke, he shook his head. "My apologies, but I don't want to fight this beast any longer. Fellow Daoist Zhou Chun, take care of yourself!"
Then, without bothering to see Zhou Chun's reaction, he directly disengaged and withdrew from the battlefield.
Clearly, although he had a decent friendship with Zhou Chun, it was not deep enough for him to risk his life for Zhou Chun.
He could understand Zhou Chun's desire to consider the overall situation. However, Zhou Chun's overall situation was not his.
There was no need for him to place himself in danger for this!
Nangong Wuqing's decisive withdrawal immediately darkened Zhou Chun's expression and made his mood even heavier.
Although Nangong Wuqing's earlier performance had seemed somewhat poor, he had