Dugu Bo's Notorious Reputation

"I told you, Tang San, you lost." Qian Renxue's icy voice echoed through the air, like snow falling in June, sending an inexplicable chill down one's spine.

"Yes, I lost, but you're the one who lost, Qian Renxue." Tang San sneered. "Victory and defeat are commonplace in war. But you no longer have any hope of turning things around."

That's right, so what if he had no fighting strength left?

Couldn't Bo Saixi and Tang Chen still cut off Qian Renxue's head?

"Not good." Tang San's expression suddenly changed slightly. "Great-Grandfather, Senior Bo Saixi, we need to leave. It's Qian Daoliu."

"What?!" Bo Saixi and Tang Chen were both startled. Given the current situation, fighting Qian Daoliu again could very well lead to an accident.

Besides, such a huge commotion just now might have already drawn the attention of Heaven Dou Capital.

With that in mind, neither of them concerned themselves with anything else.

They could reminisce with Qian Daoliu another time. Tang Chen reached out, grabbed Tang San, and flew into the distance.

Watching the three leave, Qian Renxue did not pursue them. Only after they had completely vanished from sight did her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul reveal the true colors of its Soul Rings.

The original six black and three red Soul Rings became six black, two red, and one brilliant gold.

All the red had faded from the Ninth Soul Ring. This Soul Ring belonged to the million-year Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.

A figure appeared beside Qian Renxue out of nowhere. The old man had long, gilded hair draped over his shoulders, and his entire bearing was that of an immortal sage.

He watched Bo Saixi and Tang Chen depart, a melancholy look appearing on his face.

"Xiao Xue, aren't we going after them?"

Qian Renxue shook