Facing the aggressive approach of Yuan Shendao, Demon Venerable Xuan Yin instinctively wanted to turn and run away.
It's not cowardly of him.
Anyone suppressed for countless ages, trapped in perpetual darkness, would become much more cautious.
Back in the day.
Demon Venerable Xuan Yin feared neither heaven nor earth, confident he could rule through the ages and sweep across all realms.
Until he met True Martial, who directly hammered sense into him.
Now.
Unless he encounters a completely overwhelming opponent, Demon Venerable Xuan Yin often lacks the confidence to fight against slightly stronger foes.
No choice.
He's truly been suppressed into fear.
But.
Thinking of Gu Qingyang's order, Demon Venerable Xuan Yin gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the panic in his heart, his expression twisted and fierce.
"Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Last time, I was just letting you win. Since you're in such a hurry to die, I'll grant your wish!"
