"No, I need to get out of here. Even though I've already reached the Quasi-Saint realm and can barely manage to fight Styx, fighting him here in the Sea of Blood is bound to cover me in foul, bloody filth. That would be just too disgusting!" Long Yuanyuan thought to herself.
To be honest, Long Yuanyuan was somewhat squeamish about blood.
Therefore, retreating first was definitely her best option!
Suddenly, Long Yuanyuan's figure paused slightly, and her already tense nerves grew even tighter.
She stared with wide eyes as Styx slowly rose from the Sea of Blood, and a sense of impending doom washed over her.
"Oh no, I'm done for, what terrible luck! How on earth did Styx come out so fast..." Long Yuanyuan thought, a wave of panic rising in her chest.
Chapter 89