"Splash!"
The mouth had yet to reach the child's neck when a streak of sword light suddenly flashed, piercing towards his spine with great speed.
"Not now, wait until he absorbs the blood, then strike..."
Unexpectedly, the master appeared early, without waiting for the best moment. The Frost Demon Lord anxiously exclaimed.
He had repeatedly emphasized that the best time to strike was during the zi hour, when he was absorbing blood, as he would be at his weakest. But this moment had not yet arrived, the blood had yet to enter his throat, so his combat power was untouched. Charging in rashly was too reckless!
"If we let him absorb it, the child will die..."
Understanding his intention, Zhang Xuan shook his head.
"It's just one child's life. If you strike when he is weak, you'll have a higher success rate, saving more children in the end!" The Frost Demon Lord could not understand Zhang Xuan's thought process.
