"Your Ninth Highness, sorry. I didn't expect her to be so fierce..."
Riding her divine dragon, Long Yaojin sped to Li Shenjian's side, her expression somewhat gloomy as she spoke.
Not to mention anyone else—even she herself bore wounds torn open by the Dragonblood Desolation.
The Dragonblood Desolation could easily inflict grievous injuries. Even a mere scrape would cause a large patch of flesh to wither away as though poisoned.
To be honest, Long Yaojin was already over fifty.
With her strength, even taking down the current ninth-level Astralphase Divine Realm Li Haochen would not have been a problem.
Yet in this siege, she had instead been wounded by Lin Xiaoxiao.
An obscure young girl had performed so astonishingly that this group of Qinghua disciples from the Order Celestial Clan felt utterly uncomfortable.
It could even be said that they had suffered a blow and begun doubting themselves.
"Enough."
Li Shenjian narrowed his eyes. His blazing gaze collided with Li Tianming's from across the distance.
Someone more than twenty years younger than him had an aura that was in no way inferior to his own.
Clearly, it was already impossible for Li Shenjian to seize Lin Xiaoxiao again.
"Fortunately, the Dragonblood Desolation is in our hands."
Li Shenjian split out several totems and used "Upright and Bright" to suppress the Dragonblood Desolation.
The longbow had transformed into a furious Blood Divine Dragon and was struggling fiercely.
Li Shenjian had to expend considerable effort to hold it down. One moment of carelessness, and it could fly away.
"Your Ninth Highness, what you obtained is the bow. The nine blood arrows are still in their hands. With only the bow, the Dragonblood Desolation is useless."
Long Yaojin said softly.
"Oh!"
Li Shenjian gritted his teeth. "A bow is still a bow. Let's