Venerable Qingyan's expression shifted uncertainly, clouding and clearing by turns.
An expert only needed to make a move for others to know whether he had the goods. Though that flying sword was not his life-bound treasure, its power was truly far from ordinary, yet his opponent had destroyed it with a single finger.
Fairy Bingpo was worthy of being the True Devil Progenitor. Though what stood before him was merely an Avatar, its strength was indeed extraordinary—at least far beyond what he had originally estimated.
What should he do?
Lower the banners and still the drums here?
Face was one thing, but the key was that after being toyed with like this by the other party, he truly could not swallow the resentment in his chest.
Yet if he fought, he did not have much confidence. For a time, Venerable Qingyan was caught in a dilemma.
But in the end, he was a Tribulation Transcendence Stage cultivator who had weathered countless great winds and towering waves. Though conflicted in his heart, on the surface he still wore a cold sneer. "Fellow Daoist Bingpo, don't push people too far. What agreement did you and I make back then? We both know it clearly in our hearts. Does the Fairy truly intend to fatten herself on broken promises?"
"So what if I break my promise? If you find the Bracelet, This Immortal Fairy will naturally fulfill her pledge. As for now, if This Immortal Fairy refuses to hand over the method to leave this interface, what can you do about it?"
"Good, good."
Venerable Qingyan laughed from sheer rage. The other party truly had not the slightest scruple and did not place him in her eyes at all.
Since that was the case, what more was there to say? Even if he