Red Cloud True Being sensed for a moment before saying to Su Yi, "Those old things that offend the eye have already left. Shall I... help you settle the score once and for all?"
The moment those words were spoken, the experts from the various factions who had watched the battle from afar and harbored hostility toward Su Yi were all struck with terror.
Feng Jinghai, Lu Dongliu, and the others looked numb, utterly despairing.
They were paralyzed.
Yet Su Yi felt somewhat helpless.
His heart felt strange.
He was rather unaccustomed to the feeling of living off a woman.
Whether in his past life or this one, no matter what great storms and towering waves he encountered, he had always borne them alone.
Not to mention that he was not without a way to resolve today's matter.
At the end of the day, Su Yi's pride and state of mind made it impossible for him to accept this bowl of soft rice with perfect justification.
After all, he was no king who lived off the mountain behind him.
After considering it, Su Yi said, "I have a sword. I would like to ask you to witness it, Daoist Friend."
Red Cloud True Being was startled. An unusual glint appeared in her clear eyes, as though she had seen through Su Yi's thoughts. The corners of her lips curled into an almost imperceptible smile as she nodded. "I'll watch with anticipation."
Su Yi swept his gaze over Feng Jinghai and the others. "I'll give you a chance. No matter who it is, as long as you can block this sword strike of mine, you may live."
At those words, the four immortal remnants, Feng Jinghai, Lu Dongliu, and the others, seemed to awaken from a dream. They exchanged glances, and