"He… he actually ran?!"
Fang Han stood with his sword in hand, a flash of astonishment crossing his eyes as he watched Yin Huang's rapidly retreating figure.
He had expected Yin Huang to launch into a frenzied, fight-to-the-death assault after his outburst.
But he never imagined Yin Huang would be so decisive. Seeing the situation was untenable, he had suppressed his boiling rage and killing intent, choosing to flee without hesitation.
He took a slight step forward, but stopped instantly, his brow furrowed.
'Pursue him?'
Yin Huang's strength was undeniable. His physical body was tough and his survival abilities were exceptional. Though he was retreating, it was by no means a rout; he still had the power to fight back.
'Though I gained a slight upper hand with my Body Technique and Swordsmanship, it would be extremely difficult to stop him, let alone kill him.'
More importantly, the recent intense clash had consumed a significant amount of his Inner Qi.
