However, just as his figure moved, a calm yet undeniable thought was transmitted into his mind: "Fellow Daoist Ao Guang, hold for now."
"You are still heavily wounded; if you forcefully make a move, the Dual Saints will surely focus their attention on you. Should they find an opportunity... to slay you, it would only be counterproductive."
Ao Guang's massive dragon body stiffened, forcibly stopping his charge.
He understood the rationale behind Xu Ping's words; in his current state, he was truly unfit for prolonged combat. Rashly joining the fray might instead become a vulnerability and a burden.
He could only suppress his agitation, fixing his gaze on the battlefield, ready to provide support at any moment.
Facing the terrifying attacks from three directions, not only was there no fear in Xu Ping's eyes, but a hint of eager anticipation flashed through them.
"Excellent!"
