"Big brother, he no longer has the power to fight right now. This is the best opportunity to remove him. If we don't act now, how will we resist his terrifying abilities once he recovers?"
Mo Hongxue's eyes gleamed with a murderous intent: "Big brother, today is the best chance to kill him. We absolutely cannot miss it."
"Old Nine, now is not the time." Mo Qingtian advised bitterly, refusing to order another battle and was focused solely on retreating.
This isn't because Mo Qingtian lacks ability, nor is it that his will is too weak, shattered by one palm strike.
Mo Qingtian has deeper considerations. Relationships among demons are solely maintained by power; the rule of the strong is an ironclad law among demons.
Even though they are blood brothers, if his power declines severely one day—unmatched by his other brothers—it would be hard to say who would truly be the boss of Nine Demon City.
Perhaps those other brothers have long been coveting his position.
