Little Beast Bai Bai was startled awake by the sound of the horn.
"How did I fall asleep." she muttered softly.
The War God said tenderly, "I must go now."
Little Beast Bai Bai looked at his wound, which was still bleeding; it hadn't healed at all!
"You're lying, your injury isn't healed!"
The War God didn't answer directly, "I must go now."
Little Beast Bai Bai clung to the blood-stained armor of the War God, her nose souring as she sobbed, "I want to be with you, don't leave."
If the Ancient Taotie was so formidable, managing to wound him so badly just by fighting alone, what if three Ancient Fierce Beasts attacked together? Could he possibly come back alive?
The War God looked up at the sky; the sky was foggy, obscuring the Heavens' secrets, but with his current Cultivation, he could still glimpse a few threads of fate.
"I will not die in this battle."
"Really?"
"When I come back, I'll make grilled meat for you."
"Grilled meat?"
