"You deserve to die!"
Sharp light flashed in Bai Qian's eyes. Qin Wudao did not need to explain further; she already understood what he meant.
It was nothing more than White Jade Senior's Emperor Soul being within the Jade Bloom Grotto-Heaven, no different from her earlier guess.
When Wang Xuanfeng had told her that Lin Xuan carried the Sharira, Bai Qian had been slightly reassured. But there were exceptions to everything, and her heart still weighed heavily.
As her words fell, terrifying Spatial Power rose from Bai Qian's jade-like hands. The Celestial Aura around her stirred, and incomparably dreadful power began to surge forth.
"Pfft!"
Her hands pierced through the void, and with a fierce pull, it seemed she intended to tear apart the canopy of heaven.
The starry sky was ripped open, dense cracks spreading outward.
"Suppress!"
Yet at that moment, under Qin Wudao's lead, the Emperor Realm experts swiftly formed seals. Terrifying suppressive power erupted amid the stars.
The torn space closed in an instant, forcing Bai Qian back a step.
"It's useless. We have already defied fate. Next... it will be your time to die..."
"Can you break this deadlock?"
"Hehe... clearly, you can't..."
Qin Wudao asked and answered his own questions, his gaze brimming with excitement.
Wang Xuanfeng and Bai Qian—both were figures whose names shook Cangyun.
If they fell at the Jade Bloom Holy Land today, then every loss suffered by the Jade Bloom Holy Land would be worth it.
It might even allow the Jade Bloom Holy Land to establish an even more transcendent position in the Southern Region.
The Jade Bloom Holy Land's upper echelons all smiled. Clearly, they had thought of the same thing as Qin Wudao, and before their eyes, they had already sketched the image of the Jade Bloom Holy