But just thinking of that fleeting glimpse, Xiao Jie's heart couldn't help but shudder.
Even without witnessing the true form of the Demon Lord, merely a vague perception made Xiao Jie clearly understand that the terror of the Demon Lord was far beyond what he could currently oppose.
If anyone wants to go, let them. I'm not rushing to my death...
Although this idea seemed a bit cowardly, Xiao Jie didn't feel ashamed at all.
He still hoped to delay as much as possible in the Jiuzhou World, to enhance his strength and cultivate comrades. Even if he eventually had to go to the Great Thousand Worlds, it would be best to assemble a few reliable and powerful comrades to embark on the journey together; going alone to challenge such an existence would be tantamount to suicide.
