"Lu Yunxiao, you skulking coward, you finally decided to show yourself?"
Soul Emperor looked at Lu Yunxiao, surrounded by waves, with a faintly mocking tone.
Lu Yunxiao glanced at him expressionlessly. His gaze swept around, taking in the entire battlefield.
"The six clans have joined forces. What a grand display."
Lu Yunxiao cast an indifferent glance over the six-clan camp. His expression did not change, but the chill in his eyes deepened.
He had only gone into seclusion in the Heavenly Tomb, yet these demons and monsters had dared to attack together.
Did they really think Lu Yunxiao's butcher's blade was dull?
Lu Yunxiao's starry eyes flickered. With a light beckoning gesture of his right hand, a red figure suddenly flew out from the ruins below and silently came to stand beside him.
Huang Ling'er's crown had fallen off, her hair was disheveled, and her face was pale. Her robes were stained with blood, while her bright eyes had dimmed. Clearly, she was severely injured.
Seeing the familiar White Clad Figure before her, Huang Ling'er's dim eyes brightened slightly, and a flash of delight appeared on her pretty face.
"Mas... Master, cough, cough!"
Huang Ling'er called out to her master, then as if it had triggered a chain reaction, she began coughing violently, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
Her red lips were stained with blood, leaving her frail yet tragically beautiful.
"Enough, don't speak."
Seeing that Huang Ling'er had been injured so badly, Lu Yunxiao frowned.
With a flick of his finger, a streak of light shot into Huang Ling'er's cherry lips. The astonishing medicinal effect immediately took hold.
Huang Ling'er's beautiful eyes brightened, and some vitality returned to her gaze.
"Thank you, Master. Ling'er has disgraced you."
Huang Ling'er looked at Lu Yunxiao with adoration, her