Chapter 627

While the humiliation and rage within Yang Zhaozhen's heart had reached a peak, his mind immediately calmed down completely at this moment.

While he was feeling incomparably humiliated such that it was extremely difficult to accept, he was currently clearly aware of the truth.

He was not Yan Zhaoge's opponent.

Even while he had the Dark Feather Slaughtering Golden Sabre, the youth behind him also had an accompanying Sacred Artifact.

If he continued to fight it out to the end, there would only be one result, which was him dying at Yan Zhaoge's hands. There was no other possibility that existed!

If there had been even just the hope of dragging them both down into death together, the fierce, brutal Yang Zhaozhen would still have headed into a deathmatch without question. Still, being well aware that he had no chance of winning at all, after calming down, he instantly decided to retreat.