One against two

"He really was desperate to save his son..."

Su Bai hid in the shadows at the edge of the battlefield, coldly observing the rapidly changing situation. He mused, An elite Punishment Officer of the Heavenly Punishment Platform, yet he fell into a Demonic Path cultivator's trap so easily.

But on second thought, ties of flesh and blood could throw a concerned heart into chaos. Dragon Daoist's rashness was understandable.

Yet the Holy Hall's methods were completely different from the Immortal Palace's earlier beguilement and enticement. They had simply seized someone by force, ruthless and decisive. What purpose lay behind their determination to take Little Dragon, even at the cost of offending the Heavenly Star Alliance?

Su Bai had suddenly teleported here and deliberately concealed his presence. Now that he abruptly appeared at the edge of the battlefield, both sides immediately grew wary.

Dragon Daoist, locked in fierce combat with three Holy Hall cultivators, Lu Ming and his companion, battling the other two blood-robed figures, and even the five Holy Hall cultivators all slowed their attacks involuntarily, their gazes sweeping toward the unexpected gray-robed figure in surprise and uncertainty.

For a moment, none could tell whether he was friend or foe, or which faction he belonged to.

This was exactly the effect Su Bai wanted.

The more chaotic the situation, the more opportunities he would have as a third party.

He decided to add another log to the fire and bring this pot of water to a full boil.

His figure flickered, and he abruptly tore off the Gray Veiled Hat and Robe concealing him!

In an instant, a cold, eerie black outfit that seemed to absorb light stood revealed before everyone. The lifeless Azure Fish Mask reflected a dim, chilling gleam beneath the faint starlight, and the chill of death