"Nothing More."

"That guy..."

Seeing Shien stand motionless, merely sweeping out flashes of sword light to block the Corpse Dragon's fierce attacks time and again, knocking aside its lunging claws and fangs, the High Priest's expression finally darkened.

She could see how at ease Shien was, and she could see that he did not take the Corpse Dragon seriously at all.

Compared to the Corpse Dragon before him, Shien was paying more attention to her. His aura was firmly locked onto her, even onto Limjo, as though he were watching them like prey. The High Priest felt as if their positions had been reversed.

She had regarded Shien as an intruder, as prey that had overestimated itself.

Yet now, the High Priest realized that not only did she see Shien as prey, but Shien seemed to regard both her and Limjo as prey as well.

The unmistakable lock of his aura clearly told everyone that he had no intention of letting the High Priest or Limjo leave.

The High Priest and Limjo were prey he had waited a long time for. Previously, the prey could not move, but now that it had come out on its own, he was already looking for the best opportunity to take the two of them down.

No, more accurately, this mysterious powerhouse in a cloak only wanted to capture her.

The aura he had locked onto Limjo, however, was filled with killing intent.

He wanted to kill Limjo.

He had kept Limjo alive before only to lure her out.

Now that she had appeared, he had no reason to keep Limjo alive any longer.

But the High Priest was enraged.

"I worked so hard to cultivate that great spirit body again. How could I let you destroy it?"

The High Priest finally stopped standing by and